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HERODES REX As a lord in ryalté in non regyon so ryche, And rulere of all remys I ryde in ryal aray, Ther is no lord of lond in lordchep to me lyche, Non lofflyere non lofsummere, evyrlastyng is my lay!1 Of bewté and of boldnes I bere evermore the belle; Of mayn and of myght I mastyr every man! I dynge with my dowtynes the devyl down to helle, For bothe of hevyn and of herth I am kyng sertayn! I am the comelyeste kynge clad in gleterynge golde, Ya, and the semelyeste syre that may bestryde a stede! I welde att my wyll all wyghtys upon molde! Ya, and wurthely I am wrappyd in a wurthy wede! Ye knyghtys so comely, bothe curteys and kene To my paleys wyl I passe, full prest I yow plyth.2 Ye dukys so dowty folwe me bedene! Onto my ryal paleys the wey lyth ful ryght! Wyghtly fro my stede I skyppe down in hast To myn heygh hallys I haste me in my way. Ye mynstrell of myrth, blowe up a good blast Whyll I go to chawmere and chaunge myn array. REX 1 Heyl be ye, kyngys tweyne, Ferre rydyng out of youre regne! Me thynkyth be youre presentys seyne Ye sekyn oure Savyour. Fro Saba have I folwyd ferre, The glemynge of yon gay sterre, A chyldys blood shal bye us dere That ther is born in bestys boure. My name is Kynge Baltazare, Of prophetys speche I am ware. Therfore, a ferre wey I fare, A maydenys childe to seche, For he made man of the moolde And is Kynge of Hevyn holde. I wyl hym offere the rede golde As reson wyl me teche. REX 2 Melchizar, that my name is kydde, In hote love myn hert is hydde To the blosme upon his bedde Born by bestys bynne. In Tarys I am kynge with crowne, By bankys and brymmys browne. I have travaylid by many a towne, My Lordys love to wynne. I seke hym with ensens sote. Of all prestys he shal be rote. His bryght blood shal be oure bote To brynge us out of bende. The childe shal be chosyn a preste, In all vertuys fowndyn meste! Beforn his Faderys fayr breste, Ensens he shal up sende. REX 3 In Ypotan and Archage I am kynge knowyn in kage. To seke a childe of semlant sage, I have faryn ryght ferre. Jasper is my name knowyn In many countrés that are myn owyn. Thorwe byttyr blastys that gyn blowyn, I stryke aftere the sterre. I brynge myrre to my present, A byttyr lycour, verament, For he shal tholyn byttyr dent. In a maydonys flesch is clad, On byttyr tre he shal be bent — Man and God omnypotent. With byttyr betynge his flesch be rent Tyl all his blood be bledde. HERODES REX Now I regne lyk a kynge arayd ful rych, Rollyd in rynggys and robys of array! Dukys, with dentys, I dryve into the dych; My dedys be ful dowty demyd be day! I shall marryn tho herytykys that belevyn a mysse, And therin sette there sacrementys. Fallse they are I say! Ther is no lorde in this werde that lokygh me lyke, iwysse; For to lame herytykkys of the lesse lay, I am jolyere than the jay! Stronge thevys to steke That wele oure lawys breke — On tho wrecchis I wyll be wreke And hont hem undyr hay In kyrtyl of cammaka kynge am I cladde! Cruel and curryd in myn crowne knowe — I sytt here ondyr Sesar in my sette sadde! Sorwyn to sottys, such seed wyll I sowe, Boys now blaberyn, bostynge of a baron bad In bedde is born, be bestys suche bost is blowe! I shal prune that paphawk and prevyn hym as a pad3 Scheldys and sperys shall I ther sowe, My knyghtys shalle rydyn on rowe, Knave chylderyn for to qwelle, Be Mahound, dyngne duke of helle, Sowre deth his lyff shall selle, Such thrett wolde me throwe. Styward bolde, Walke thu on wolde And wisely beholde All abowte Iff any thynge Shuld greve the kynge. Brynge me tydynge If ther be ony dowte. SENESCALLUS Lord, kynge in crowne: I go fro towne By bankys browne I wyll abyde, And with erys lyste Est and west Iff any geste On grownde gynnyth glyde. |
royalty; (t-note) realms; royal array the land; like me (see note); (t-note) take the prize; (t-note) Of strength strike; might of earth; certainly comeliest; glittering seemliest wield; creatures on earth worthily; attire; (t-note) courteous; warlike dukes; mighty; at once royal palace; lies Nimbly from; in haste; (t-note) high halls minstrels [my] chamber; (t-note) two; (see note); (t-note) Far; reign by; presents seen seek From Arabia; followed; (see note) shining star child’s; redeem us for a high price in a beasts’ stall (see note) prophets’; aware great distance I travel seek earth Heaven’s red gold; (see note) will tell known ardent; wrapped blossom beasts’ stalls Tarshish; (see note) shores traveled Lord’s incense sweet the source salvation; (t-note) bondage the greatest Father’s Incense Mesopotamia(?); Arcadia; (see note) on high wise demeanor traveled; far gusts of wind pursue; star as my spice; truly suffer; blows; (t-note) maiden’s tree will be torn bled out richly; (t-note) Covered with rings; costly Dukes; with my blows deeds; judged mighty; by destroy those heretics; (see note); (t-note) their world; looks like me lesser law thieves to stab laws those wretches; avenged chase them into a net; (t-note) tunic; cammock (a fine fabric); (see note); (t-note) flattered(?); recognized; (see note) Caesar; dignified seat Sorrow; fools blabber; evil child In bed; by beasts; told; (t-note) (see note); (t-note) Shields; spears; (t-note) shall ride together Male children; kill By Mohammed, noble; (see note) Bitter; life; (see note) such a threat would I offer; (t-note) Steward; (t-note) throughout the land; (t-note) grieve; (t-note) news any doubt from await listening ears tale travels about the earth |
[Tunc ibit Senescallus et obuiabit tribus regibus et dicit eis:4; (t-note) |
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Kyngys thre, Undyr this tre In this countré Why wyll ye abyde? Herowde is kynge Of this wonynge! Onto his dwellynge Now shul ye glyde. REX 1 Now lede us alle To the kyngys halle. How it befalle We pray to thee, Wyttys to wete, He may us peté: In flesshe be glete, Godys frute fre. SENESCALLUS Folwith in stownde Upon this grownde To the castel rownde. I shal yow tech Where kynge gynnyth wyde Up in this tyde In pompe and pryde — His myght gynnyth reche. Sere kyng in trone, Here comyth anone By strete and stone Kyngys thre. They bere present. What thei have ment Ne whedyr thay arn bent I cannot se. HERODES REX I shal hem crave What they have. Iff they rave Or waxyn wood, I shal hem reve, Here wyttys deve; Here hedys cleve, And schedyn here blood. REX 1 Heyl, be thu kynge in kage ful hye! Heyl, we nyghe thin halle ryght nye! Knowyst thu ought that chylde slye He is born here abowth? He is born of a mayd yynge; He shal be kynge ovyr every kynge. We go to seke that lovely thynge, To hym fayn wolde I lowth. REX 2 Balaam spak in prophecy: A sterre shulde ful lovelye Lythtyn upon mayd Marye. Comyn of Jacobys kynne, The childe is born and lyth hereby, Blomyd in a madenys body. A sterre hath strekyn upon the sky And ledde us fayr be fenne. REX 3 The sterre hath ledde us out of the est To seke a baron born best. He shal be kynge of myghtys mest, As prophecy gynneth spelle. We be kyngys in wey wery. Syr kynge, for thi curtesy: Telle us to that childe so lovely — In what town gynnyth he dwelle? HERODES REX Ye thre kyngys rekenyd be rowe: Ley now downe youre wurdys lowe. Such a carpynge is unknowe, Onrekenyd in my regne! I am a kynge of hygh degré! Ther shal non ben above me! I have florens and fryhthis fre, Parkys and powndys pleyne. But goth to fynde that ye sech, And yf ye knowe such a lech And ye hym fynde, I yow besech Comyth agen be me, And I shal be both blyth and bowne That all worchep to hym be done! With reverens I shal seke hym sone And honour hym on kne. And therfore, kyngys, I yow pray Whan ye have don youre jurnay, Come agen this same way The trewth to me to telle. Come and telle me, as ye spede, And I shal qwyte ryght wel youre mede With gold and tresour and rych wede, With furrys rych and wurth pelle. REX 1 Kynge, have good day! I go my way To seche Lord of myght. He shal be ryght Oure leche. REX 2 Kynge, ful sterne Be felde and ferne I goo To sekyn a kynge. He takyth wonynge In woo. REX 3 If we hym fynde, Oure kynge ful kynde, Be a may From kynge and qwen, We comyn agen This day. HERODES REX A, fy, fy on talys that I have ben tolde Here beforn my cruel kne! How shulde a barn wax so bolde Be bestys yf he born be? He is yong, and I am old An hardy kyng of hye degré! This daye tho kynggys shal be kold If they cum ageyne be me! My goddys I shall upreyse! A derke devyll with falsnese, I saye, Shall cast a myst in the kynggys eye Be bankys and be dalys drey That be derk, thei shall cum this weyys. REX 1 Go we to sek owr lord and our lech! Yon stere will us tech the weyis full sone! To save us from myschyff, God, I here besech! Onto hys joyis that we may rech I pray hem of this bone. |
three stay here place go (see note); (t-note) king’s happens; (see note) ask Information to find out pity us is embodied God’s; noble Follow now From here show you does puff himself up; (see note); (t-note) now does grow Sir; on throne soon three intend Nor where; going see I desire of them act insane plunder them Their; stupefy shed their dais approach your; nigh wise young gladly; bow spoke; (see note) star Alight Jacob’s lies Born; maiden’s streaked across safely through the fens; (see note) star; east boy most does spell on our weary way does he dwell altogether a rumor is unknown Not spoken of florins; property plenty open ponds that which you seek healer by me happy; ready; (t-note) seek; soon When hasten reward you attire valuable furs seek protector bold By field [his] dwelling woe (t-note) By a maiden tales; (t-note) baby become If by beasts (t-note) A stern those; dead; (t-note) by me gods; raise up (see note) kings’ eyes By; by dismal dales dark; this way seek; healer; (see note); (t-note) star; show; path; soon beseech reach him; boon |
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Heyle, be thu kyng cold clade! Heyll, with maydynnys mylk fade! Heyll, I cum to thee with gold glade! As wese wrytyng bere it record: Gold is the rycheste metall, And to weryng most ryall. Gold I gyff thee in this hall, And know thee for my lorde. REX 2 Lorde, I knele upon my kne. Sote encence I offere to thee. Thow shalte be the fyrst of hygh degré, Non so mekell of myght In Goddys howse as men shall se! Thow shalt honour the Trynité, Thre personys in oon Gode free And all oo Lord of Myght. REX 3 Lord, I knele downe be thy bede. In maydyns fleshe thu arte hede. Thy name shal be wyde rede And kyng ovyr all kynggys! Byttyr myre to thee I brynge, For bytter dentys on thee thei shall dyng, And byttyr deth shall be thy endyng, And therfor I make mornyng. MARIA Kynggys kynde, Frome the fende God yow defende. Homwarde ye wende And to your placys ye lende That ye shulde tende. REX 1 Now have we the place fownde! To Herode go we this stownde — With owr wordys we were bownde That we shulde cum ageyne. Go we a pace and sey owr spech, For we have fownde oure lord and lech. All the truth we wyll hem tech How the kyng is borne of a quene. REX 2 Myn hede is hevy as lympe of leede, But yf I slepe, I am adrede My witt shall fare the warse! I wax hevy in lyme and flanke — Downe I ley me upon this banke, Under this bryght sterre, iwys. REX 3 Brother, I must lye thee bye! I will go never ovyr this stye Tyll I have a slepe. The yong kyng and hys mother Mary Save us all frome every velany! Now Cryst us save and kepe. REX 1 Such hevynese have us cawght — I must drynk with yow a drawght To slepe a lytyll whyle. I am hevy, heed and footte I shulde stumbyll at resch and root And I shuld goo a myle. |
clad in cold; (see note) maiden’s; fed bright As the wise royal give (t-note) Sweet incense (t-note) great of God’s one excellent God one bed; (t-note) maiden’s; hidden widely spoken of myrrh blows; strike mourning fiend defend you you go return keep this instant Let us depart healer tell him (Herod) head; lump; lead; (t-note) afraid mind; (t-note) I grow; limb and flank; (t-note) indeed lie beside you this way villainy; (t-note) (t-note) draft (t-note) head; foot rushes If; go another mile |
[Hic dormiunt reges et venit Angelus et dicit eis:6 |
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ANGELUS Ye kynggys on this hill: Werk ye not aftyr Herodys wyll! For yf ye do, he wyll yow kyll This day or nyght. My Lorde yow sent this tydyng To rest yow kynggys in rych clothyng. And whan ye rysyn and goo to your dwellyng, Tak home the wey full ryght! Whether that ye be wakyn or slepe, My Lorde God shall yow keppe. In goode tyme, ye dede down drepe To take yowr rest. Herodes, to the devyll he tryst, To marre yow in a myrke myste. My Lord God is ful of lyste To glathe yow for his geste. And therfore, kyngys, whan ye ryse, Wendyth ferth be weys wyse Ther your hall be sett in syse In dyverse londe. Fadyr of God, in all thynge Hath yow grawntyd his swete blyssynge. He shal yow save from all shendynge With his ryght honde. [Tunc surgant reges et dicat Primus Rex: REX 1 A bryght sterre ledde us in to Bedleem — A bryghtere thynge I saw in drem, Bryghtere than the sunnebeem! An aungell I saw ryght here. The fayre flowre that here gan falle From Herowdys Kynge he gan us kalle. He taught us hom tyll oure halle A wey by another mere. REX 2 I sawghe a syght — Myn hert is lyght To wendyn home. God, ful of myght, Hath us dyght Fro develys dome. REX 3 Oure God I blysse — He sent us, iwys, His aungel bryght. Now we wake The wey to take Home full ryght. |
(t-note) Do not do (t-note) news To stop you rise most direct awake; (t-note) protect At the right time; droop (t-note) trusts in the devil; (t-note) harm you; dark; (t-note) desire To welcome you; guest when Go forth by ways properly set (t-note) disgrace (see note) Then let the kings rise and the First King says Bethlehem; (t-note) a dream did fall Herod the King told us route (t-note) To go delivered us From the devil’s power bless indeed (t-note) (t-note) Straight home; (t-note) |