RAPHAEL. 
I am the Angel of the Sun,
Whose flaming wheels began to run
  When God Almighty’s breath
Said to the darkness and the Night,
Let there he light! and there was light! 
  I bring the gift of Faith.

ONAFIEL. 
I am the Angel of the Moon,
Darkened to be rekindled soon
  Beneath the azure cope! 
Nearest to earth, it is my ray
That best illumes the midnight way;
  I bring the gift of Hope!

ANAEL. 
The Angel of the Star of Love,
The Evening Star, that shines above
  The place where lovers be,
Above all happy hearths and homes,
On roofs of thatch, or golden domes,
  I give him Charity!

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 hear 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!

ORIFEL. 
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 draw 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 peril rife
  In darkness shalt 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 thine 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!