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?
Melch. And that her Son, The King of Kings?
Zach. Yes, sir.
Melch. (clasping his hands). Oh! well begun Was this our journey.