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  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'The Boar''s Head In Hand Bear I','The boar''s head in hand bear I,
  Bedeck''d with bays and rosemary;
  I pray you, my masters, be merry,
  Quot estis in convivio.
  
  Caput Apri defero
  Reddens laudes Domino.
  
  The boar''s head, as I understand,
  Is the rarest dish in all this land;
  Which thus bedeck''d with a gay garland.
  Let us servire cantico.
  
  Caput Apri defero
  Reddens laudes Domino.
  
  Our steward hath provided this
  In honour of the king of bliss;
  Which on this day to be served is
  In Reginensi Atrio.
  
  Caput Apri defero
  Reddens laudes Domino.')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Lo, How a Rose E''er Blooming','Lo, how a Rose e''er blooming from tender stem hath sprung! 
  Of Jesse''s lineage coming, as those of old have sung.
  It came, a floweret bright, amid the cold of winter,
  When half spent was the night.
  
  Isaiah ''twas foretold it, the Rose I have in mind;
  With Mary we behold it, the virgin mother kind.
  To show Godís love aright, she bore to us a Savior,
  When half spent was the night.
  
  The shepherds heard the story proclaimed by angels bright,
  How Christ, the Lord of glory was born on earth this night.
  To Bethlehem they sped and in the manger they found Him,
  As angel heralds said.
  
  This Flower, whose fragrance tender with sweetness fills the air,
  Dispels with glorious splendor the darkness everywhere;
  True Man, yet very God, from sin and death He saves us,
  And lightens every load.
  
  O Savior, Child of Mary, Who felt our human woe,
  O Savior, King of glory, Who dost our weakness know;
  Bring us at length we pray, to the bright courts of heaven,
  And to the endless day!')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Thou Lovely and Beloved','Thou lovely and beloved, thou my love;
  Whose kiss seems still the first; whose summoning eyes,
  Even now, as for our love-world''s new sunrise,
  Shed very dawn; whose voice, attuned above
  All modulation of the deep-bowered dove,
  Is like a hand laid softly on the soul;
  Whose hand is like a sweet voice to control
  Those worn tired brows it hath the keeping of
  
  What word can answer to thy word,what gaze
  To thine, which now absorbs within its sphere
  My worshipping face, till I am mirrored there
  Light-circled in a heaven of deep-drawn rays?
  What clasp, what kiss mine inmost heart can prove,
  O lovely and beloved, O my love?')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Silent Night','Silent night, holy night,
  All is calm, all is bright
  Round yon virgin mother and Child.
  Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
  Sleep in heavenly peace,
  Sleep in heavenly peace.
  
  Silent night, holy night,
  Shepherds quake at the sight;
  Glories stream from heaven afar,
  Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
  Christ the Savior is born,
  Christ the Savior is born!
  
  Silent night, holy night,
  Son of God, love''s pure light;
  Radiant beams from Thy holy face
  With the dawn of redeeming grace,
  Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth,
  Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.
  
  Silent night, holy night
  Wondrous star, lend thy light;
  With the angels let us sing,
  Alleluia to our King;
  Christ the Savior is born,
  Christ the Savior is born!')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Greensleeves','Alas, my love, you do me wrong,
  To cast me off discourteously.
  For I have loved you well and long,
  Delighting in your company.
  
  Greensleeves was all my joy
  Greensleeves was my delight,
  Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
  And who but my lady greensleeves.
  
  Your vows you''ve broken, like my heart,
  Oh, why did you so enrapture me?
  Now I remain in a world apart
  But my heart remains in captivity.
  
  Greensleeves was all my joy
  Greensleeves was my delight,
  Greensleeves was my heart of gold,
  And who but my lady greensleeves.')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'What Sweeter Music Can We Bring','Chorus.
  
  What sweeter music can we bring,
  Than a Carol, for to sing
  The Birth of this our heavenly King?
  Awake the Voice! Awake the String!
  Heart, Ear, and Eye, and every thing
  Awake! the while the active Finger
  Runs division with the Singer.
  
  From the Flourish they came to the Song.
  
  Voice 1
  Dark and dull night, fly hence away,
  And give the honor to this Day,
  That sees December turn''d to May.
  
  Voice 2
  If we may ask the reason, say:
  The why, and wherefore all things here
  Seem like the Spring-time fo the year?
  
  Voice 3
  Why does the chilling Winter''s morn
  Smile, like a field beset with corn?
  Or smell, like to a mead new-shorn,
  Thus, on the sudden?
  
  Voice 4
  Come and see
  The cause, why things thus fragrant be:
  ''Tis He is born, whose quick''ning Birth
  Gives life and luster, public mirth,
  To Heaven and the under-Earth.
  
  Chorus
  We see Him come, and know Him ours,
  Who, with His Sun-shine, and His Showers,
  Turns all the patient ground to flowers.
  
  Voice 1
  The Darling of the World is come,
  And fit it is, we find a room
  To welcome Him.
  
  Voice 2
  The nobler part
  Of all the house here, is the Heart,
  
  Chorus
  Which we will give Him; and bequeath
  This Holly and this Ivy Wreath,
  To do Him honor; who''s our King,
  And Lord of all this Revelling.')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Text by Lancelot Andrewes','Glory be to thee, O lord, glory be to thee,
  Creator of the visible light,
  The sun''s ray, the flame of fire;
  Creator also of the light invisible and intellectual:
  That which is known of God, the light invisible.
  Glory be to thee, O Lord, glory be to thee,
  Creator of the Light.
  for writings of the law, glory be to thee:
  for oracles of prophets, glory be to thee:
  for melody of psalms, glory be to thee:
  for wisdom of proverbs, glory be to thee:
  experience of histories, glory be to thee:
  a light which never sets.
  God is the Lord, who hath shewed us light.')
  
  INSERT INTO [AjaxBlogPosts] ([date],[title],[posting]) 
  VALUES (GETDATE(),'Text by J. Franck','Light, who dost my soul enlighten;
  Sun, who all my life dost brighten;
  Joy, the sweetest man e''er knoweth;
  Fount, whence all my being floweth.
  From thy banquet let me measure,
  Lord, how vast and deep its treasurer;
  Through the gifts thou here dost give us,
  As thy guest in heaven receive us.')


(C) Æliens 20/2/2008

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