Attic Diving and The Coventry Carol

Some of the houses around here have had their tree up for three weeks already so I thought I should at least try to track down some of our Christmas decorations. Easier said than done because of course if everything had gone to plan we would have moved house by now, so I didn’t put the boxes where I could get at them easily in the attic, then I put a lot more boxes in front of them as I’ve been trying to declutter prior to putting the house up for sale. I really should bite the bullet and get rid of things.

So it took me the best part of the day to locate everything, in fact some stuff is still missing but it’ll just have to be. I couldn’t feel less Christmassy, but that’s about normal for me at this time of the year, at some point the whole spirit of the thing might appear, hopefully around about the winter solstice on the 21st. I’m more of a Celtic pagan than anything but I do love Christmas carols. Do you know the Coventry Carol? I think the tune is beautiful but melancholic but it matches the words well. Who knows, by the time we get close to the 25th I might be feeling in the mood for Deck the Halls. I might require some spirit of an entirely different sort mind you!

Lullay, Thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, Thou little tiny Child.
By, by, lully, lullay.

O sisters, too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day;
This poor Youngling for whom we sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.

Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day;
His men of might, in his own sight,
All children young, to slay.

Then woe is me, poor Child, for Thee,
And ever mourn and say;
For Thy parting, nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.