Tertius rex. The sterre hath ledde us out of the Est,
To seke a baroun born best;
He xal be kynge of myghtes mest,
As prophecy gynnyth spelle.
We be kynges in wey wery;
Syr kynge, ffor thi curtesy,
Telle us to that childe so lovely,
In what towne gynnyth he dwelle.
Herodes rex. ȝe thre kynges rekenyd be rowe,
Ley now downe ȝour wurdys lowe,