A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our LordBenson, Robert Hugh
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A Mystery Play in Honour of the Nativity of our Lord
Benson, Robert Hugh
Christmas plays
ZACH.
What? He shall die?... [He glances at Mary.
And is that all?
GASP.
Why, no,
It is not all; for all men here below
Shall die. But God our Lord shall rise from thence,
And therefore do we bring Him frankincense. [_Pause._
ZACH. (_very slowly and impressively_).
And is that all?
GASP.
Nay. As is meet and right,
We bring our darkness to His Heavenly Light.
Our ignorance to The Wise; our sicknesses
To Him for health; our sins to His Righteousness.
Aye; all our nature, ringed about with Hell
And Heathendom to Him, the King of Israel.
ZACH. (_making gesture of welcome_).
Come in, then, since ye know these mysteries;
For here He dwells, and this His Palace is.
[_He goes across again_ (L.) _genuflecting. Children
stand back, staring. Enter, slowly_, GASPAR,
MELCHIOR, _and_ BALTHASAR, _followed by two
servants with bundles, &c. The three come down_
(R.) _and stand facing towards_ MARY; _they bow
profoundly_. MARY _bows back_.
GASP. (_courteously_).
That is our Lady?
ZACH.
Yes.
MELCH.
And that her Son,
The King of Kings?
ZACH.
Yes, sir.
MELCH. (_clasping his hands_).
Oh! well begun
Was this our journey.
BALT.
And well ended too.
(_To_ MARY.) Hail, Mary, full of grace!
[_He bows to her again._
MELCH.
The Lord in truth
Is with her! In her arms, in very sooth!
[MARY _holds out_ CHILD. ZACH. _makes a sign to them.
They bow again profoundly as “Adeste” begins to be
played, then, one by one, they go up in order. Each
genuflects before dais, then, kneeling on dais,
kiss the_ CHILD’S _foot and_ MARY’S _hand; then
each retires back to_ R. _front and kneels once
more. Music ends._ GASPAR _lifts two crowns from_
SERVANT’S _tray, and holds them out; then sceptre_.
GASP.
Here be two crowns of gold for Him and Thee;
And here a sceptre all of gems.
MELCH. (_leaning forward with censer boat_).
For me
I bring sweet frankincense.
BALT. (_leaning forward with casket_).
And I but myrrh
To offer here.... Lord Joseph, give them her.
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