Cheese Bells

I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old, familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,
Doors of The Cheese Shop remain undone
But rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till cheese and charcuterie on its way
The world revolved from night to day,
A honey, a wine,
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each frowning, cheese-less mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The olives drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
‘There is no peace on earth,’ I said;
‘For The Cheese Shop won’t open,
Till after Year-end’
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!’

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
‘Your Cheese Monger is not lost; nor doth he sleep!
The Cheese Shop will open after the first,
And quench will we your artisan thirst
With peace on earth, good-will to men!’

Please enjoy our rendition of this classic Christmas poem. The original version was written by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow in 1864