Chapter IV: The Wise Men of the East

_The stable of the Inn. The_ VIRGIN _and_ CHILD.
_Three Gypsy Kings,_ GASPAR, MELCHIOR, _and_ BELSHAZZAR,
_shall come in._

_Gaspar._ Hail to thee, Jesus of Nazareth! Though in a manger thou drawest thy breath, Thou art greater than Life and Death, Greater than Joy or Woe! This cross upon the line of life Portendeth struggle, toil, and strife, And through a region with dangers rife In darkness shall thou go!

_Melchior._ Hail to thee, King of Jerusalem Though humbly born in Bethlehem, A sceptre and a diadem Await thy brow and hand! The sceptre is a simple reed, The crown will make thy temples bleed, And in thy hour of greatest need, Abashed thy subjects stand!

_Belshazzar_. Hail to thee, Christ of Christendom! O'er all the earth thy kingdom come! From distant Trebizond to Rome Thy name shall men adore! Peace and good-will among all men, The Virgin has returned again, Returned the old Saturnian reign And Golden Age once more.

_The Child Christ_. Jesus, the Son of God, am I, Born here to suffer and to die According to the prophecy, That other men may live!

_The Virgin_. And now these clothes, that wrapped him, take And keep them precious, for his sake; For benediction thus we make, Naught else have we to give.

(_She gives them swaddling-clothes and they depart_.)