A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our LordBenson, Robert Hugh
Religion
A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our Lord
Benson, Robert Hugh
Christmas plays
DAV.
Why, sir, yes—all day—
And now again!
[_Silence. They eye one another uneasily._
NAD. (_to_ TOB.).
Bah! Here, a cup of wine
Will clear your hearing. I dare wager mine
’S as good as yours. Some drunken fellow there
Is noisy in his cups.
[_Holds out cup of wine to_ TOB.,
_who takes it hesitatingly_.
TOB. (_after pause_).
Well, sir, I swear
I never heard nor drunk nor sober sing
As fair as this I heard. (_Drinks._)
ELIPH. (_easily_).
Why, anything
May maze a man on such a night, when snow
And cold conspire to starve the senses. Go
And see your other guests. Perhaps.... Maybe
You’ll find them singing.
[TOB. _begins to go out_ (L.) _slowly_.
Aye, come back to me,
[_Exit_ TOB. (L.) _with_ DAV.
_whispering to him_.
And we three’ll join them.
(_To other two._) Did you ever hear
Such madness?
UZZ.
Bah! Why, all the world is mad
Save such as you and I. As for that lad,
I swear he spoke so just to please the man.
NAD.
But to come back to where we first began—
[_Air of “A Virgin” sung by_ CHOIR _with
closed lips; it continues very faintly down to
where_ ELIPH. _opens the door_.
What think you of Messias and that tale
The prophets tell?
ELIPH.
Well, may not prophets fail
As much as any man? I hold such men
No better than this dreamer back again.
Once, as a child, I thought it otherwise,
And deemed that all was holy, and the skies
Crowded with angels, and the earth I trod
All holy as the dwelling-place of God.
And now! Why, I know better.... (_Drinks._)
NAD.
As for me,
I’m with you. (_Drinks._)
UZZ.
So am I. The Sadducee
Seems wisest of the lot.
[_They pledge one another. Knocking heard_ (R.).
Why, who comes here?
[_He pauses. Then he goes to door_ (R.) _impatiently,
and opens it. A burst of music. Silence. He seems
to listen._
No, no! No room! Nor here, nor anywhere!...
[_Listens._
I tell you, No! There’s not a bed to spare.
[_Listens._
NAD.
Who’s that? (UZZ. _begins to stare towards door, listening_.)
ELIPH. (_after pause_).
The landlord’s out.... What’s that?... Why, then
You’d best find shelter as you may.
[_Closes door; comes back. As he comes to seat,
knocking._
Again!
[_Rises angrily; goes to door, flings open. After pause_—
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