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A Christmas greeting

Chapter 12: KING HENRY’S LOVE-SONG3
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The essay offers a spirited reflection on the Christmas season, defending the traditional greeting against modern cynicism and urging readers to set aside private grief or quarrels to practice kindness, forgiveness, and small neighborly deeds. It acknowledges sorrow caused by war and loss while offering consolation that the departed may yet be near, and counsels cheerfulness as an ethical choice. It criticizes restless travel to continental resorts as a frivolous escape, praises old English Yuletide customs, and blends moral exhortation with patriotic imagery toward the horizon of a new year.

KING HENRY’S LOVE-SONG3

(“AH, MY SWEET SWEETING.”)

Words by King Henry VIII. Music by Marie Corelli.

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Ah, my sweet sweeting,
My pretty little sweeting,
My sweeting I will love wherever I may go!
She is so proper and so pure,
Full steadfast, stable, and demure,
There is none such, you may be sure;
There is none such, you may be sure,
As my sweet sweeting!
Oh! my little sweeting;
My sweeting I will love wherever I may go!
In all this world, so thinketh me,
Is none so pleasant to my ee,
That I am glad so oft to see
As my sweet sweeting!
When I behold my sweeting sweet,
Her face, her hands, her minion feet,
They seem to me there is none so mete,
As my sweet sweeting!
Oh! my little sweeting,
My sweeting I will love wherever I may go!
Above all others praise must I,
And love my sweeting till I die,
Until I die, till I die!
For none I find so womanly
As my sweet sweeting!
Oh! my little sweeting;
My sweeting I will love wherever I may go!