The Christmas tree (Alfred Arthur Graley)

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• (Posted 2024-05-10)  CPDL #80604:     

Editor: David Anderson (submitted 2024-05-10).   Score information: Letter, 12 pages, 531 kB   Copyright: Personal

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General Information

Title: The Christmas tree
Composer: Alfred Arthur Graley
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Christmas (secular)

Language: English
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1874 Taintor Brothers
Description: 

Original text and translations

English text

Of all the trees in the woods and fields,
There’s none like the Christmas tree:
Tho’ rich and rare is the fruit he yields,
The strangest of trees is he:
Some drink their fill from the shower or rill,
No cooling draught needs he;
Some bend and break, when the storms awake,
But they reach not the Christmas tree.
’Tis a merry, merry time, ’tis a merry, merry time,
As we sing ’round the Christmas tree.


When wintry winds thro’ the forests sweep,
And snow robes the leafless limb;
When cold and still is the ice-bound deep,
O this is the time for him.
Beneath the dome of the sunny home,
He stands with all his charms;
’Mid laugh and song from the youthful throng
As they gaze on his fruitful arms.
’Tis a merry, merry time, ’tis a merry, merry time,
As we sing ’round the Christmas tree.

There’s golden fruit on the Christmas tree,
And gems for the fair and gay,
The lettered page for the mind bears he,
And robes for the wintry day:
And there are toys for the girls and boys;
And eyes that years bedim
Grow strangely bright with a youthful light,
As they pluck from the pendant limb.
’Tis a merry, merry time, ’tis a merry, merry time,
As we sing ’round the Christmas tree.

Let others sing of the deep blue sea,
Or choose for their theme the land;
We’ll sing the praise of the Christmas tree,
The joy of the household band:
When summer’s fed, and the year is dead,
Our hearts shall fondly cling,
From care set free ’round the Christmas tree,
While the home with his praise shall ring.
’Tis a merry, merry time, ’tis a merry, merry time,
As we sing ’round the Christmas tree.