The Duquesne Christmas mysteryStevens, Thomas Wood
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The Duquesne Christmas mystery
Stevens, Thomas Wood
Christmas plays
_The Gloria in Excelsis is heard
afar off. At the left, on the hillside,
a faint light glows upon
a group of watching shepherds.
As the light brightens, they hear
the heavenly voices, see the angel,
and, struck with awe, fall
upon their knees._
GABRIEL
~Fear not, for behold I bring you good tidings of
great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day, in the city of David,
a Saviour which is Christ the Lord.
And this shall be a sign unto you: Ye shall find
the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a
manger.~
_The shepherds gather wondering,
as the heavenly messenger
disappears and the chorus
echoes into silence._
FIRST SHEPHERD
Saw ye, my brothers?
SECOND SHEPHERD
Yea truly, and marveled.
THIRD SHEPHERD
And lo, our people come now from the hills
With wonder upon them.
SECOND SHEPHERD
Let the sheep graze alone. The Lord his hand
Is over us and all our flocks to-night.
FIRST SHEPHERD
This we have seen is in God’s will. And men
Hearing of us this strange new word, will come
From far to kneel adoring,--all such men
As we who toil and watch. Not unto captains
Of wrath, high lords, and governors of cities
Did he speak, but unto simple folk he came
And cried his tidings of great joy. To us
God’s messenger doth pledge a Saviour Christ,
And they who toil and watch, shall know of it.
_He turns toward the windowless
wall at the center._
~Let us go now unto Bethlehem and see the thing
which is come to pass, which the Lord hath made
known unto us.~
_Again the trumpets sound, and a mighty music of voices aspires as
the thronging messengers of heaven appear along the central causeway.
Before them, above the windowless wall, a star swings magically into
flame. The Shepherds and the Eastern Kings move toward the star,
enwrapt and silent._
_Now the wall seems suddenly to vanish. In its place, filled with
a golden radiance, is the manger, and Mary the Mother holding the
Child._
_The Shepherds kneel in adoration; and the Kings lay at her feet
their gifts, gold, frankincense and myrrh._
_Up from below come slowly the men and women of the nations who dwell
in the city, they too kneeling till the stairways are dark with
them; and all the while the music swells with a great gladness._
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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