DPF / Neale

For the season, from the 19th century, and from poetryfoundation.org.

from Good King Wenceslas / by John Mason Neale (1818–1866)

Good King Wenceslas look’d out,
    On the Feast of Stephen;
When the snow lay round about,
    Deep, and crisp, and even:
Brightly shone the moon that night,
    Though the frost was cruel,
When a poor man came in sight,
    Gath’ring winter fuel.

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