I look forward to reading the Christmas Price Index every year. That's the list detailing how much the traditional twelve days worth of holiday gifts would cost in today's economy. It was instituted in 1984 by Pittsburgh's own PNC Bank, gets updated annually, and receives attention whenever the media needs some holiday filler. In recent years, turmoil on the world stage has apparently eclipsed communal concerns about the cost of a partridge in a pear tree, because I've not seen much made of the rising costs of festive fowl and revelry. At this writing, if you're looking to gift your true love carol-style, the grand total will be over $150,0000 for all 364 gifts.
There was no report on the tax ramifications of those purchases for the 1% who can afford them.
There's always been a fair amount of abuse heaped upon the Twelve Days of Christmas song. It's apparently a leading contender for stupidest holiday carol ever (at our house the winners are anything by the Jingle Dogs, that Santa Baby song, and Frosty the Snowman. Particularly Frosty. My bias is always against any character who sounds like he needs to blow his nose. Yeah, Pooh Bear, I'm looking at you).
Now I'll grant you that Twelve Days begs to be parodied. Mock-worthy as it is, there exist countless versions with lyrics of varying degrees of cleverness. Despite that, I'm going on record to state that it's a childhood favorite of mine.
Back in the days before the Internet made searching lyrics not even a Thing, I was proud of my ability to memorize and recite the lyrics through sheer dogged repetition. I can't say that my family was enamored of my hard work, which mostly occurred in the backseat of the car when we were driving somewhere. But hey, I was pleased with myself.
I still like the carol, and I appreciate the historical continuity it represents.
Twelve days constitute the Christmas season in Western and Eastern Christian church traditions, with the aptly-named Twelfth Night falling on Epiphany. Take your pick as far as when that might be, because the Western church counts beginning on Christmas Day so that Epiphany falls on January 5th, while in the Eastern tradition the "first day of Christmas" is December 26th and Epiphany falls on January 6th. Whenever it is, Epiphany is celebrated as the time when the Three Wise Guys, aka The Magi, arrived to present gifts to the young Jesus. The Bible stories never say how many wise visitors there were, and some Eastern traditions even say that there were twelve. I like the idea of an even dozen bearing twelve gifts for a mystical total of 364 gifts -- one for each day of the year except, uhm, I guess Christmas.
|Journey of the Magi, Benozzo Gozzoli, 1459-62, with my Medici faves parading|
A lot of religious significance has been attached to the carol, what with people thinking it originated in 16th century England. That was the time of the Protestant Reformation, that period of religious revolution that Henry VIII unintentionally provoked by declaring himself head of the Church in his country so he could grant himself the divorce that the Pope in Rome denied for, well, complicated political reasons.
Those who hold to this theory believe that the Twelve Days of Christmas carol was mnemonically constructed to help educate the Roman Catholic faithful in the doctrines of their faith. Supposedly the carol allowed them to remain under the radar of would-be persecutors, since its repetitive nature assured that they'd not have to write down anything incriminating that could be used as evidence against them. Adherents to this theory believe that the carol's 'true love' is God and the 'partridge in a pear tree' is Christ on the cross, while the 'three French hens' represent the Trinity.
Or maybe the three theological virtues of Faith Hope and Charity.
Or perhaps even the three gifts of the Magi.
The supposed allegorical references continue: two Biblical Testaments are represented, as are four Gospels, five books of the Torah, seven Sacraments, eight Beatitudes, nine hierarchies of angels, ten Commandments, eleven faithful apostles, and (deep breath) the twelve articles of the Apostles' Creed.
Uhm, or maybe that's the twelve tribes of Israel?
I can't keep track.
Unfortunately for those who like their holiday carols fraught with religious symbolism, there's not a shred of documentation to back up this theory. The idea seems to have had its virgin birth in the 1970s and gained widespread acceptance following a 1992 article in the Our Sunday Visitor Catholic newspaper.
Aside from the lack of evidence to support the allegorical theory, logic speaks against it. The catechetical associations that the carol purportedly spells out were NOT unique to the Roman Church, not when compared to the beliefs of the newly-formed English-centric church at the point in time in question. EVERYONE then KNEW this stuff. They didn't merit the creation of a cumulative carol of dubious musicianship to remember them by. Appealing folkloric explanation take hold, though, and these lyrical religious attributions are still passed on as if they were Gospel truths themselves.
The real history of the song is rich enough without added associations. Christmastide has historically been a time of twelves. The twelve days of the season were filled with feasts and frolics, climaxing on the aforementioned Twelfth Night, which was for much of Christian history a more festive occasion than Christmas itself. That's because birthday celebrations are more recent cultural customs, even Divine birthdays. Christmas wasn't made much of until Victorian times. Before then it was Epiphany that represented the revelation of Jesus -- both traditionally as an infant to the Magi, and liturgically through the symbolism of baptism in the River Jordan and that first miracle at Canaa.
Different customs have evolved over time and place for the Christmastide season, with some giving gifts only on Christmas Day, some solely on Twelfth Night, and some lucky souls receiving gifts on all of the twelve nights. I have my doubts as to whether any of the latter received partridges, turtle doves, or five golden rings (though I'd personally not complain about the latter, unless the lyric is referring to five ring-necked pheasants as some have theorized. I'll do without the birds, thanks).
Here in the States we've largely lost the traditions of the Twelve Days of Christmas, although the passing of Epiphany is often considered to be the traditional holiday de-decorating date. Of course if you live in an area that celebrates Carnival like New Orleans, you're just getting started on Twelfth Night, so it's not an ending but a beginning to revelry.
The origins of the Twelve Days of Christmas carol itself are truly lost to time and memory, but most likely it began as the musical accompaniment to a medieval “memories and forfeits game” in which a leader recited verses that followers had to repeat exactly, or else forfeit a sweet or kiss or pay some other penalty. The carol was presented this way in its first known publication, a 1780 children's book called Mirth Without Mischief.
Musicologists have suggested that the carol has French origins, given some of the items mentioned in the song. For example, the kinds of partridges which roost in trees were introduced from France to England in the late 1770s and the song definitely predates their introduction. There are even some theories that the "in a pear tree" lyric is a bastardization of "and a partridge, un perdis" (perdis being French for partridge). It's a medieval mondegreen!
So let's face it, this song is really no more than what it appears to be: a fun secular carol about music, dancing, and getting stuff -- albeit weird stuff, like calling birds. Oh, and those "calling" birds? That's not right, either. Remember, it was a point of pride for me as a wee pedantic Sue to get the lyrics right, so I am here to tell you that the lyric is not "calling birds" but "colly" birds. Time was when "colly" was another word for black, so the lyric would be understood as "four blackbirds." We can blame English composer Frederic Austin for publishing the arrangement in 1909 that we sing today, codifying the substitution of "calling birds" for the "colly birds."
I console myself over this change by thinking of my black Rough Collie dog as a colly collie.
The Twelve Days of Christmas song has captured the popular imagination, for good or ill, in all its variations and parodies. Several countries including the United States have even issued postage stamps to represent the gifts sung about in the carol, which you can see on THIS SITE.
But it's really all much ado about birds, maids, lords, feasting and revelry, like any good party should be.
Whatever holiday you celebrate and whatever meaning you attach to your symbols, I wish you great joy of it, and a happy new year, too.