A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our Lord — John Shaqi
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
MAR. (_walking meditatively_).
Twelve full days have gone and past,
And yet no kings or camels.
ABEL (_clasping his knees_).
Why, how fast
’Tis gone.... Why, heaven itself is not more sweet—
To look on Jesus!—kiss His hands and feet
And kneel before our Lady!
MAR.
Silly boy!
Why, this _is_ heaven!... for all is peace and joy
Where Jesus is. Why now— [_Enter_ DAV., _running_ (R.).
DAV.
They’s coming in.
[_Violin begins, off, “Adeste Fideles.”_
Quick, Martha, quick—the lights! [_Signs to music._
Now then, begin.
[_Organ takes up Adeste ... with violin._ ABEL _springs
up at_ DAVID’S _entrance; runs to side, gets tapers
and lights two candles that stand beside chair.
He takes one_, DAV. _takes other_. MAR. _picks up
basket of flowers. All three go to entrance_ (R.)
_and wait, facing audience, looking out. Enter_
(R.) _two_ ANGELS, _playing violin and zither;
then_ ANGELS _bearing instruments of the Passion;
then_ ZACH. _with spear; then two_ SHEPHERDS _with
spears; then, after slight pause_, MARY, _cloaked,
carrying_ CHILD; _then_ JOSEPH, _and two more_
ANGELS _with swords_. MAR. _slips in behind two_
SHEPHERDS, _and walks backwards, strewing flowers_,
ABEL _and_ DAV. _place themselves on either side
of_ MARY _with candles and walk with her. The
procession takes curve to front and comes up to
chair._ MARY _stands at chair, slips off cloak
into_ JOSEPH’S _hands, and sits. Candles placed
by her._ JOSEPH _stands behind_ (R.), ANGELS _group
themselves at back_. SHEPHERDS _pass to_ (L.)
_front_. MAR., ABEL, _and_ DAV. _seat themselves on
dais_; ZACH. _stands by dais_ (L.); JOSEPH _behind
chair_ (R.).
ZACH.
Well, children, here we are—come back, you see—
Jesus and Joseph both, and Queen Mary,
To home in Bethlehem.... How have you sped
Meantime while we were gone?
MAR.
Why, Abel read
A little; and I sewed a little.
ZACH. (_lifting book_).
What is this?
MAR.
Why, we were reading that—the prophecies
Of kings and camels, Uncle, who, they say
Shall come to worship Jesus.... Where are they?
ZACH.
Nay, child, but ask our Lady: she knows best.
[_He signs to her._
MAR.
Show it her, Abel.
[ABEL _jumps up, opens book, steps on dais, and
points out passage, first genuflecting_.
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