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I'll have a blue Christmas

For such a festive holiday, Christmas has no shortage of wistful, melancholic songs associated with it: Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas, I'll Be Home for Christmas (If Only in My Dreams), Blue Christmas, and virtually all of the songs on my favorite Christmas album--Vince Guaraldi's A Charlie Brown Christmas--are arranged in such a way as to bring out the melancholy. Even the Christmas hymns express this. One of my favorites is What Child Is This, an old English folk melody, which has lyrics like these:

Why lies He in such mean estate,
Where ox and ass are feeding?
Good Christians, fear, for sinners here
The silent Word is pleading.

Nails, spear shall pierce Him through,
The cross be borne for me, for you.
Hail, hail the Word made flesh,
The Babe, the Son of Mary.

In a religious sense, that melancholia exists because implicit in the incarnation is the crucifixion, as the lyrics quoted above make brutally clear. Furthermore, reading the account of the annunciation in Luke 2 you see that Mary's initial response to the angel's announcement is not joy but fear, which Yeats' poem The Mother of God, which I posted on earlier, captures so well.

I think emphasizing the melancholic aspects of the holiday may be one way of combating the relentless commercialization of Christmas.

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