Dear Choirboys,
I love what you have done with this little English carol, though the video itself is a bit fuzzy. You have captured, I think, the joyous paradox of this song by John Gardner with the militaristic thruming of the tom-tom and the lovely lyrical sound of boys' voices.
Merry Christmas.
BRD
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day I would my true love did so chance To see the legend of my play To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Then was I born of a virgin pure Of her I took fleshly substance Thus was I knit to man's nature To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
In a manger laid, and wrapped I was So very poor, this was my chance Betwixt an ox and a silly poor ass To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Then afterwards baptized I was The Holy Ghost on me did glance My Father's voice heard from above To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Into the desert I was led Where I fasted without substance The Devil bade me make stones my bread To have me break my true love's dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
The Jews on me they made great suit And with me made great variance Because they loved darkness rather than light To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
For thirty pence Judas me sold His covetousness for to advance Mark whom I kiss, the same do hold The same is he shall lead the dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Before Pilate the Jews me brought Where Barabbas had deliverance They scourged me and set me at nought Judged me to die to lead the dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Then on the cross hanged I was Where a spear my heart did glance There issued forth both water and blood To call my true love to my dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Then down to hell I took my way For my true love's deliverance And rose again on the third day Up to my true love and the dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
Then up to heaven I did ascend Where now I dwell in sure substance On the right hand of God, that man May come unto the general dance.
Chorus: Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love This have I done for my true love.
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Sorry I have not been posting comments, although I have been keeping up with the blog. I love this theme of more obscure Christmas type songs being shared in word and in video/musical format. That is great.
I love the songs this Advent. I only wish that more people (Christians) observed Advent with a sense of expectation, THEN celebrated (Celebrated!) Christmas, rather than having a stressed-out, consumeristic shopping season, followed by egg-nog hangover, credit card bills, and buyer's remorse.
I, for one, cannot wait to have my Dancing Day! If not this Christmas, then at least when Christ comes again!
Advent is a favorite for me too. And I love the art of Christmas whether carols or visual. The poetry of this carol is interesting in it's subject verb placement, don't you think. It is reminding me of George Herbert.
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