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Wassail, Wassail

from Specter in the Frost by Valentine Wolfe

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Wassail, wassail
Our wassail bowl
Our wassail bowl

A jolly wassail-bowl,
A wassail of good ale,
Well fare the butler's soul,
That setteth this to sale;
Our jolly wassail.

Good dame, here at your door
Our wassail we begin,
We are all maidens poor,
We pray now let us in,
With our wassail.
Our wassail we do fill
With apples and with spice,
Then grant us your good will
To taste here once or twice
Of our wassail.

If any maidens be
Here dwelling in this house,
They kindly will agree
To take a full carouse,
Of our wassail.
But here they let us stand
All freezing in the cold:
Good master give command
To enter and be bold,
With our wassail.

This is our merry night
Of choosing king and queen,
Then be it your delight
That something may be seen,
In our wassail.
And now we must be gone
To seek out more good cheer,
Where bounty will be shown,
And we have found it here,
With our wassail.

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from Specter in the Frost, released December 1, 2023

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Valentine Wolfe Greenville, South Carolina

Two morbidly fascinated musicians combining ambient solo bass, brutal distortion, electronica, and 18th century opera to tell a story of the macabre.

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