Esay, unto whom the spirit of prophecy
Was singularly given through the Holy Ghost
In this time prophesied that kings witterly,
And folk of strange nations from many a sundry coast,
That prince’s birth to magnify which of might is most
Should walk in great light, and brightness should appear
As did unto these kings in a bright star shining clear.
HEROD (_throwing his sword down_).
Alas, what presumption should move that peevish page
Or any elfish godling to take from me my crown?
But by Mahomet! that boy for all his great outrage
Shall die under my hand, that elfe and vile congeon!
And all his partakers I shall slay and beat down,
And both of him and his final destruction make
Such vengeance, and such cruelty on them all will I take,
That none such a slaughter was seen or heard beforne
Sith Athalia here reigned....
Yet look and search again
If these kings shall find him and his presence attain.
DOCTOR.
David of all prophets called most prepotent
Prophesied that kings from Tharsis and Araby
With mystical gifts shall come and present
That lord, that king, and high Messie (Messiah),
That in Bethlehem shall be borne,
A child to save that was forlorne,
And rule all Israel.
HEROD (_breaking his sword in his rage_).
By Mahoun! thou art foresworn.
Have done; these books were best rent and torn.
[_Throws the book on the floor._
For he shall be no king in crown
But I fully in my weal.
And mauger David, that shepherd with his sling
Esay, Jeremy with all their offspring
Here get no other Messiah nor king
From my right title to expel,
. . . . .
This realm is mine and shall be aye
Manfully to maintain it while I may.
Tho’ he bring with him to-day
The devil and all his host.
Then, concealing his anger, he turns to the Kings and suavely says:--
But go ye forth ye kings three
And enquire if it so be
But always come again to me,
For you I think to feed.
And if he be of such degree
Him will I honour as do ye,
As falls for his dignity,
In word, thought and deed.
FIRST KING.
By leave, sir, and have good day
Till we come again this way.
SECOND KING.
Sir, as soon as ever we may
And as we see so shall we say.
THIRD KING.
And of his riches and his array
From you we shall not leave.
HEROD.
Farewell Lords, in good faye
But hye you fast again.
Immediately the Kings retire, Herod breaks forth again:--
Out alas! what the devil is this?
For shame almost I fare amiss
For was I never so cool, I wyss
For wrath I am near woode (mad)!
For every man may well say this
That I maintain my realm amiss
To let a boy inherit my bliss
That never was of my blood.
But to-morrow he will--
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