Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # The Newest Thing In Christmas Carols God rest you, merry gentlemen! May nothing you dismay; Not even the dyspeptic plats Through which you'll eat your way; Nor yet the heavy Christmas bills The season bids you pay; No, nor the ever tiresome need Of being to order gay; Nor yet the shocking cold you'll catch If fog and slush hold sway; Nor yet the tumbles you must bear If frost should win the day; Nor sleepless nights-they're sure to come- When "waits" attune their lay; Nor pantomimes, whose dreariness Might turn macassar gray; Nor boisterous children, home in heaps, And ravenous of play; Nor yet-in fact, the host of ills Which Christmases array. God rest you, merry gentlemen, May none of these dismay! Browse Carols: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #