Christmas is tinged with sorrow. From
A Clerk at Oxford:
Lullay, lullay, thou little tiny Child,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Lullay, lullay, thou little tiny child.
By, by, lully, lullay.
O sisters too, how may we do,
For to preserve this day
This poor youngling for whom we sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.
Herod the King, in his raging,
Charged he hath this day
His men of might, in his own sight,
All young children to slay.
Then woe is me, poor child, for thee,
And ever mourn and may,
For thy parting, nor say nor sing,
By, by, lully, lullay.
The Coventry Carol is among the medieval carols most often heard today,
and I find the popularity of this profoundly sad song at Christmastime
intriguing. As John of Grimestone's lullaby suggests, there are actually
a considerable number of medieval lullabies which share the mood of the
Coventry Carol: somewhere between lullaby and lament, full of
melancholy and pity for the child being comforted, whether it's Herod's
victims, the Christ-child, or any human baby born into a weeping world.
(Here's another beautiful example.)
I wonder if the popularity of the Coventry Carol today indicates that
it expresses something people don't find in the usual run of joyful
Christmas carols - this song of grief, of innocence cruelly destroyed.
Holy Innocents is not an easy feast for a modern audience to understand,
and I'll confess I find the medieval manuscript images of children
impaled on spears just horrible - but then, they are meant to be, and
they're horrible because they're all too close to the reality of the
world we live in. The idea that this is incongruous with the Christmas
season (as you often hear people say) is largely a modern scruple, I
think. It's our modern idea that Christmas is primarily a cheery
festival for happy children and families - our images of Christmas joy,
both secular and sacred, are all childlike wonder and picture-perfect
families gathered round the tree. This is very nice, of course, for
those who have (or are) children, or happy families, but for those who
don't - those who have lost children or parents, who face loneliness or
exclusion, who want but don't have children, family, or home - it can be
deeply painful. (Read more.)
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2 comments:
Lovely post. I'm very fond of the Coventry Carol - it definitely puts things in perspective.
In our time millions have been 'impaled' while still in their mother's womb.
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