Zobiachel. The Planet Jupiter is mine! 
The mightiest star of all that shine,
  Except the sun alone! 
He is the High Priest of the Dove,
And sends, from his great throne above,
  Justice, that shall atone!

  Michael. The Planet Mercury, whose place
Is nearest to the sun in space,
  Is my allotted sphere! 
And with celestial ardor swift
I bear upon my hands the gift
  Of heavenly Prudence here!

  Uriel. I am the Minister of Mars,
The strongest star among the stars! 
  My songs of power prelude
The march and battle of man’s life,
And for the suffering and the strife,
  I give him Fortitude!

Anachiel. The Angel of the uttermost
Of all the shining, heavenly host,
From the far-off expanse
Of the Saturnian, endless space
I bring the last, the crowning grace,
The gift of Temperance!

(A sudden light shines from the windows of the stable
in the village below.)

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.)

V. THE FLIGHT INTO EGYPT.

Here shall JOSEPH come in, leading an ass, on which are seated MARY and the CHILD.

Mary.  Here will we rest us, under these
Underhanging branches of the trees,
Where robins chant their Litanies,
  And canticles of joy.