THREE kings from out the Orient For Judah's land were fairly bent, To find the Lord of grace; And as they journeyed pleasantlie, A star kept shining in the sky, To guide them to the place. "O Star," they cried, "by all confest Withouten dreed, the loveliest!" The first was Melchior to see, The emperour hight of Arabye, An aged man, I trow: He sat upon a rouncy bold, Had taken of the red red gold, The babe for to endow. "O Star," he cried. . . . The next was Gaspar, young and gay, That held the realm of far Cathay -- Our Jesus drew him thence -- Yclad in silk from head to heel, He rode upon a high cameel, And bare the frankincense. "O Star," he cried. . . . The last was dusky Balthasar, That rode upon a dromedar -- His coat was of the fur. Dark-browed he came from Samarkand, The Christ to seek, and in his hand Upheld the bleeding myrrh. "O Star," he cried, "by all confest Withouten dreed, the loveliest." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GROWING OLD by FRANCIS LEDWIDGE FOR A MARRIAGE OF SAINT KATHERINE [OR, CATHERINE] by DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI MUSIC IN THE NIGHT by HARRIET PRESCOTT SPOFFORD THE CASTLE BY THE SEA by JOHANN LUDWIG UHLAND HIS EXCELLENCY GENERAL WASHINGTON by PHILLIS WHEATLEY TRAVELOGUE by EVA K. ANGLESBURG BLOUDIE JACKE OF SHREWSBERRIE; THE SHROPSHIRE BLUEBEARD by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM REMARKS ON DR. AKENSIDE'S AND MR. WHITEHEAD'S VERSES by JOHN BYROM |