Good King Wenceslas-Casey Breves

[00:03.851] Good King Wenceslas looked out [00:10.348] On the feast of Stephen [00:17.169] When the snow lay round about [00:23.945] Deep and crisp and even [00:30.949] Brightly shone the moon that night [00:37.658] Though the frost was cruel [00:44.374] When a poor man came in sight [00:51.321] Gath'ring winter fuel [01:20.232] "Sire, the night is darker now [01:26.871] And the wind blows stronger [01:33.787] Fails my heart, I know not how [01:40.623] I can go no longer" [01:47.378] "Ark my footsteps, my good page [01:54.218] Tread thou in them boldly [02:00.921] Thou shalt find the winter's rage [02:07.851] Freeze thy blood less coldly" [02:33.750] In his master's step he trod [02:40.124] Where the snow lay dented [02:46.892] Heat was in the very sod [02:53.703] Which the saint had printed [03:00.720] Page and monarch, forth they went [03:07.456] Forth they went together [03:14.348] Through the rude wind's wild lament [03:21.135] And the bitter weather