Part 13
_Esaias._ Thy city, sweet Lord, is now become unfaithful, And her conditions are turned upside down. Her life is unchaste, her acts be very hurtful, Her murder and theft have darkened her renown. Covetous rewards do so their conscience drown, That the fatherless they will not help to right, The poor widow's cause comes not before their sight. Thy peaceable paths seek they neither day nor night; But walk wicked ways after their fantasy. Convert their hearts, Lord, and give them thy true light, That they may perceive their customable folly: Leave them not helpless in so deep misery, But call them from it of thy most special grace, By thy true prophets, to their souls' health and solace.
_Pater Cœlestis._ First they had fathers, then had they patriarchs, Then dukes, then judges for their guides and monarchs: Now have they stout kings, yet are they wicked still, And will in no wise my pleasant laws fulfil. Always they apply to idols' worshipping, From the vile beggar to the annointed king.
_Esaias._ For that cause thou hast in two divided them, In Samaria the one, the other in Jerusalem. The king of Judah in Jerusalem did dwell, And in Samaria the king of Israel. Ten of the twelve tribes became Samaritans, And the other two were Hierosolymitans.[621] In both these countries, according to their doings, Thou permittedst them to have most cruel kings. The first of Judah was wicked king Roboam, Of Israel the first was that cruel Jeroboam; Abiah then followed, and in the other Nadab, Then Bassa, then Helah, then Zambri, Jehoram and Ahab. Then Ochesius, then Athaliah, then Joas;[622] On the other part was Jonathan and Achaz. To rehearse all them that have done wretchedly In the sight of thee, it were long verily.
_Pater Cœlestis._ For the wicked sin of filthy idolatry, Which the ten tribes did in the land of Samarie, In space of one day fifty thousand men I slew, Three of their cities also I overthrew, And left the people in such captivity, That in all the world they knew not whither to flee. The other two tribes, when they from me went back To idolatry, I left in the hand of Shishak, The king of Egypt, who took away their treasure, Conveyed their cattle, and slew them without measure. In time of Ahaz, a hundred thousand and twenty Were slain at one time for their idolatry. Two hundred thousand from thence were captive led, Their goods dispersed, and they with penury fed. Seldom they fail it, but either the Egyptians Have them in bondage, or else the Assyrians.
_Esaias._ Well, yet blessed Lord, relieve them with thy mercy. Though they have been ill other princes' days, Yet good Hezekiah hath taught them goodly ways. When the prince is good, the people are the better; And as he is nought, their vices are the greater. Heavenly Lord, therefore send them the consolation, Which thou hast covenanted with every generation. Open thou the heavens, and let the lamb come hither, Who will deliver thy people altogether. Ye planets and clouds, cast down your dews and rain, That the earth may bear out healthful savour plain.
_Pater Cœlestis._ May the wife forget the child of her own body?
_Esaias._ Nay, that she can not in any wise verily.
_Pater Cœlestis._ No more can I them who will do my commandments, But must preserve them from all inconvenience.
_Esaias._ Blessed art thou, Lord, in all thy acts and judgments.
_Pater Cœlestis._ Well, Esaias, for this thy fidelity, A covenant of health thou shalt have also of me. For Zion's sake now I will not hold my peace, And for Jerusalem, to speak will I not cease Till that righteous Lord become as a sunbeam bright, And their just saviour as a lamp extend his light. A rod shall shoot forth from the old stock of Jesse, And a bright blossom from that root will arise, Upon whom always the spir't of the Lord shall be, The spir't of wisdom, the spir't of heavenly practice, And the spir't that will all godliness devise. Take this for a sign, a maid of Israel Shall conceive and bear that Lord Emmanuel.
_Esaias._ Thy praises condign no mortal tongue can tell, Most worthy maker and king of heavenly glory, For all capacities thy goodness doth excel, Thy plenteous graces no brain can compass truly, No wit can conceive the greatness of thy mercy, Declared of late in David thy true servant, And now confirmed in this thy later covenant. Of goodness thou madest Solomon of wit more pregnant, Asa and Josaphat, with good king Hezechiah, In thy sight to do that was to thee right pleasant. To quench idolatry thou raisedst up Elijah Jehu, Elisha, Micah, and Obdiah, The Syrian Naaman thou purgedst of a lepry[623] Thy works wonderful who can but magnify? Arise, Jerusalem, and take faith by and by,[624] For the very light that shall save thee is coming. The Son of the Lord appear will evidently, When he shall resort, see that no joy be wanting. He is thy saviour, and thy life everlasting, Thy release from sin, and thy whole righteousness, Help me in this song t' acknowledge his great goodness.
[_Then in a tuneful voice he begins an antiphon, "O radix Jesse," which the chorus follows with instruments._
O fruitful root of Jesse, that shall be set as a sign among people, against the worldly rulers shall fiercely open their mouths, whom the Gentiles worship as their heavenly Lord. Come now to deliver us, and delay the time no longer.
## ACT VII
OF JOHN THE BAPTIST
_Pater Cœlestis._ I have with fierceness mankind oft-times corrected, And again I have allured him by sweet promise. I have sent sore plagues, when he hath me neglected, And then by and by, most comfortable sweetness. To win him to grace, both mercy and righteousness I have exercised, yet will he not amend. Shall I now lose him, or shall I him defend? In his most mischief, most high grace will I send To overcome him by favour, if it may be. With his abuses no longer will I contend But now accomplish my first will and decree. My word being flesh, from hence shall set him free, Him teaching a way of perfect righteousness, That he shall not need to perish in his weakness.
_John the Baptist._ Manasseh is past, who turned from thee his heart. Ahaz and Ammon have now no more ado, Jechoniah with others who did themselves avert From thee to idols, may now no farther go. The two false judges, and Baal's wicked priests also, Phassur and Semaiah, with Nebuchadnosor, Antiochus and Triphon, shall thee displease no more. Three score years and ten, thy people into Babylon Were captive and thrall for idols' worshipping. Jerusalem was lost, and left void of dominion, Burnt was their temple, so was their other building, Their high priests were slain, their treasure came to nothing; The strength and beauty of thine own heritage, Thus didst thou leave them in miserable bondage. Oft had they warnings, sometimes by Ezekiel And other prophets, as Isay and Jeremy, Sometimes by Daniel, sometimes by Hosea and Joel, By Amos and Abdiah, by Jonah and Sophonya,[625] By Nahum and Micah, Haggai and by Zachary, By Malachias, and also by Habakkuk, By Olda the widow, and by the prophet Baruch. Remember Josiah, who took the abomination From the people, then restoring the laws again. Of Rahab consider the faithful generation, Whom to wine drinking no friendship might constrain. Remember Abimelech, the friend of truth certain, Zerubabel the prince, who did repair the temple, And Jesus Josedech, of virtue the example. Consider Nehemiah, and Esdras the good scribe, Merciful Tobias, and constant Mardocheus;[626] Judith and Queen Esther, of the same godly tribe, Devout Matthias and Judas Maccabæus. Have mind of Eleazer, and then Joannes Hircanus, Weigh the earnest faith of this godly company, Though the other clean fall from thy memory.
_Pater Cœlestis._ I will John, I will, for as I said before, Rigour and hardness I have now set apart, Minding from henceforth to win man evermore By wonderful kindness to break his stubborn heart, And change it from sin. For Christ shall suffer smart, In man's frail nature for his iniquity, This to make open, my messenger shalt thou be.
_John the Baptist._ As thy pleasure is, so blessed Lord appoint me, For my health thou art, and my soul's felicity.
_Pater Cœlestis._ Long ere I made thee, I the predestinate, Before thou wert born I thee endued with grace. In thy mother's womb wert thou sanctificate By my godly gift, and so confirmed in place, A prophet, to shew a way before the face Of my most dear son, who will come: then until Apply thee apace thine office to fulfil. Preach to the people, rebuking their negligence, Dip them in water, acknowledging their offence; And say unto them, The kingdom of God doth come.
_John the Baptist._ Unmeet, Lord, I am, _Quia puer ego sum_.[627] And other than that, alas, I have no science Fit for that office, neither yet clean eloquence.
_Pater Cœlestis._ Thou shalt not say so, for I have given thee grace, Eloquence and age, to speak in desert place. Thou must do therefore as I shall thee advise, My appointed pleasure forth utter in any wise; My strong mighty words put I into thy mouth, Spare not, but speak them to east, west, north and south.
[_God stretching out his hand, touches John's lips with his finger and confers upon him a golden tongue._
Go now thy way forth, I shall thee never fail, The spir't of Elijah have I given thee already. Persuade the people, that they their sins bewail; And if they repent their customable folly, Long shall it not be ere they have remedy. Open thou their hearts: tell them their health is coming As a voice in a desert; see thou declare the thing. I promise thee sure, thou shalt wash him among them In Jordan, a flood not far from Jerusalem.
_John the Baptist._ Shew me yet, good Lord, whereby shall I know that man, In the multitude which will resort to Jordan.
_Pater Cœlestis._ In thy mother's womb of him hadst thou cognition. Have thou no fear John, him shalt thou know full well, And one special token afore will I thee tell. _Super quem videris spiritum descendentem et manentem Super eum, hic est qui baptizat spiritu sancto:_ Among all other whom thou shalt baptise there Upon whom thou seest the Holy Ghost descend In shape of a dove, resting upon his shoulder, Hold him for the same, that shall the world amend, By baptism of spirit, and also to man extend Most special grace. For he must repair his fall, Restoring again the justice original. Take now thy journey, and do as I thee advise, First preach repentance, and then the people baptise.
_John the Baptist._ High honour, worship, and glory be unto thee, My God eternal, and patron of all purity. Repent good people, for sins that now are past, The kingdom of heaven is at hand very nigh. The promised light to you approacheth fast, Have faith, and apply now to receive him boldly. I am not the light, but to bear testimony Of him am sent, that all men may believe, That his blood he will for their redemption give. He is such a light as all men doth illumine, That ever were here, or shall be after this. All the world he made by his mighty power divine, And yet that rude world will not know what he is. His own he entering, is not regarded of his. They that receive him, are God's true children plain, In spir't regenerate, and all grace shall attain. Many do reckon, that I John Baptist am he, Deceived are they, and that will appear in space. Though he come after, yet he was long afore me. We are weak vessels, he is the well of grace, Of his great goodness all that we have we purchase. By him are we like to have a better increase Than ever we had by the laws of Moses. For Moses' hard law we had not else but darkness, Figure and shadow, all was not else but night, Punishment for sin, much rigour, pain, and roughness, An high charge is there, where all is turned to light, Grace and remission anon will shine full bright. Never man lived that ever saw God afore, Which now in our kind man's ruin will restore. Help me to give thanks to that Lord evermore, Which am unto Christ a crier in the desert, To prepare the paths and high ways him before For his delight is on the poor, simple heart. That innocent lamb from such will never depart, As will faithfully receive him with good mind. Let our voice then sound in some sweet musical kind.
[_Then in a resounding voice he begins an antiphon, "O clavis David," which the chorus follows with instruments, as before._
O perfect key of David, and high sceptre of the kindred of Jacob, which openest and no man sperith,[628] thou speakest and no man openeth; come and deliver thy servant mankind, bound in prison, sitting in the darkness of sin and bitter damnation.
EPILOGUE
_Baleus Prolocutor._ The matters are such as we have uttered here, As ought not to slide from your memorial; For they have opened such comfortable gear, As is to the health of this kind universal, Graces of the Lord and promises liberal, Which he given to man for every age, To knit him to Christ, and so clear him of bondage. As St. Paul doth write unto the Corinthes[629] plain, Our forefathers were under the cloud of darkness, And unto Christ's days did in the shadow remain; Yet were they not left, for of him they had promise All they received one spiritual feeding doubtless. They drank of the rock which them to life refreshed, For one saving health, in Christ, all they confessed. In the woman's seed was Adam first justified, So was faithful Noah, so was just Abraham; The faith in that seed in Moses forth multiplied, Likewise in David and Esaye[630] that after came, And in John Baptist, which shewed the very Lamb. Though they so afar, yet all they had one justice One mass, as they call it, and in Christ one sacrifice. A man cannot here to God do better service, Than on this to ground his faith and understanding. For all the world's sin alone Christ payed the price, In his only death was man's life always resting, And not in will--works, nor yet in men's deserving, The light of our faith makes this thing evident, And not the practice of other experiment. Where is now free will, which the hypocrites comment? Whereby they report they may at their own pleasure Do good of themselves, though grace and faith be absent, And have good intents their madness with to measure. The will of the flesh is proved here small treasure, And so is man's will, for the grace of God doth all. More of this matter conclude hereafter we shall.
Thus endeth this tragedy or interlude, manifesting the chief promises of God unto Man by all ages in the old law, from the fall of Adam to the incarnation of the Lord Jesus Christ. Compiled by John Bayle. Anno Domini 1538.
APPENDIX A
"ST. GEORGE AND THE DRAGON"
A MODERN CORNISH CHRISTMAS PLAY
CHARACTERS
Saint George The Dragon Father Christmas The Doctor King of Egypt Turkish Knight The Giant Turpin
_Enter the Turkish Knight._
Open your doors, and let me in, I hope your favours I shall win; Whether I rise or whether I fall, I'll do my best to please you all. St. George is here, and swears he will come in, And, if he does, I know he'll pierce my skin. If you will not believe what I do say, Let Father Christmas come in--clear the way. [_Retires._
_Enter Father Christmas._
Here come I, old Father Christmas, Welcome, or welcome not, I hope old Father Christmas Will never be forgot.
I am not come here to laugh or to jeer, But for a pocketfull of money, and a skinfull of beer, If you will not believe what I do say, Come in, the King of Egypt!--clear the way!
_Enter the King of Egypt._
Here I, the King of Egypt, boldly do appear, St. George, St. George, walk in, my only son and heir. Walk in, my son St. George, and boldly act thy part, That all the people here may see thy wond'rous art.
_Enter Saint George._
Here come I, St. George, from Britain did I spring, I'll fight the Dragon bold, my wonders to begin. I'll clip his wings, he shall not fly; I'll cut him down, or else I die.
_Enter the Dragon._
Who's he that seeks the Dragon's blood, And calls so angry, and so loud? That English dog, will he before me stand? I'll cut him down with my courageous hand. With my long teeth, and scurvy jaw, Of such I'd break up half a score, And stay my stomach, till I'd more.
[_St. George and the Dragon fight, the latter is killed._
_Father Christmas._ Is there a doctor to be found All ready, near at hand, To cure a deep and deadly wound, And make the champion stand.
_Enter Doctor._
Oh! yes, there is a doctor to be found All ready, near at hand, To cure a deep and deadly wound, And make the champion stand.
_Father Christmas._ What can you cure?
_Doctor._ All sorts of diseases, Whatever you pleases, The phthisic, the palsy, and the gout; If the devil's in, I'll blow him out.
_Father Christmas._ What is your fee?
_Doctor._ Fifteen pound, it is my fee, The money to lay down. But, as 'tis such a rogue as thee, I cure for ten pound.
I carry a little bottle of alicumpane; Here Jack, take a little of my flip flop, Pour it down thy tip top; Rise up and fight again.
[_The Doctor performs his cure, the fight is renewed, and the Dragon again killed._
_Saint George._ Here am I, St. George, That worthy champion bold, And with my sword and spear I won three crowns of gold. I fought the fiery dragon, And brought him to the slaughter; By that I won fair Sabra, The King of Egypt's daughter. Where is the man, that now will me defy? I'll cut his giblets full of holes, and make his buttons fly.
_The Turkish Knight advances._
Here come I, the Turkish Knight, Come from the Turkish land to fight. I'll fight St. George, who is my foe, I'll make him yield before I go; He brags to such a high degree, He thinks there's none can do the like of he.
_Saint George._ Where is the Turk, that will before me stand? I'll cut him down with my courageous hand.
[_They fight, the Knight is overcome, and falls on one knee._
_Turkish Knight._ Oh! pardon me, St. George, pardon of thee I crave, Oh! pardon me this night, and I will be thy slave.
_Saint George._ No pardon shalt thou have, while I have foot to stand, So rise thee up again, and fight out sword in hand.
[_They fight again, and the Knight is killed. Father Christmas calls for the Doctor, with whom the same dialogue occurs as before, and the cure is performed._
_Enter the Giant Turpin._
Here come I, the Giant, bold Turpin is my name, And all the nations round do tremble at my fame. Where'er I go, they tremble at my sight, No lord or champion long with me would fight.
_Saint George._ Here's one that dares to look thee in the face, And soon will send thee to another place.
_They fight, and the Giant is killed; medical aid is called in as before, and the cure performed by the Doctor, to whom then is given a basin of girdy grout and a kick, and driven out._
_Father Christmas._ Now, ladies and gentlemen, your sport is most ended, So prepare for the hat, which is highly commended. The hat it would speak, if it had but a tongue; Come throw in your money, and think it no wrong.
APPENDIX B
FROM THE CORNISH MYSTERY OF THE CRUCIFIXION
_Jesus._ Woman, seest thou thy son? A thousand times your arms have borne him With tenderness. And John, behold thy mother; Thus keep her, without denial, As long as ye live.
_Mary._ Alas! alas! oh! sad, sad! In my heart is sorrow, When I see my son Jesus, About his head a crown of thorns He is Son of God in every way, And with that truly a King; Feet and hands on every side Fast fixed with nails of iron. Alas! That one shall have on the day of judgment Heavy doom, flesh and blood, Who hath sold him.
_John._ O sweet mother, do not bear sorrow, For always, in every way I will be prepared for thee: The will of thy Son is so, For to save so much as is good, Since Adam was created.
_Jesus._ O Father, Eli, Eloy, · lama sabacthani? Thou art my dear God, Why hast thou left me · a moment alone In any manner?
_1st Executioner._ He is calling Elias; Watch now diligently If he comes to save _him_. If he delivers him, really We will believe in him, And worship him ever.
[_Here a sponge is made ready, with gall and vinegar. And then the Centurion stands in his tent, and says:_
_Centurion._ I will go to see How it is with dear Jesus: It were a pity on a good man So much contumely to be cast. If he were a bad man, his fellow Could not in any way Truly have such great grace, To save men by one word.
[_The Centurion goes down._
_2nd Executioner._ It is not Elias whom he called; Thirst surely on him there is, He finds it an evil thing. [_He holds out a sponge_ Behold here I have me ready, Gall _and_ hyssop mixed; Wassail, if there is great thirst.
_Jesus._ Thirst on me there is.
_3rd Executioner._ See, a drink for thee here; Why dost thou not drink it? Rather shouldst thou a wonder work! Now, come down from the cross, And we will worship thee.
_Jesus._ O Father, into thy hands I commit my spirit; By thy will take it to thee, As thou sent it into the world.
[_Then Jesus shall die. Here the sun is darkened._
APPENDIX C
THE TOWN CYCLES
I.--THE YORK PAGEANTS
The order of the Pageants of the Play of Corpus Christi, in the time of the mayoralty of William Alne, in the third year of the reign of King Henry V. anno 1415, compiled by Roger Burton, town clerk,--
I. _Tanners._--God the Father Almighty creating and forming the heavens, angels and archangels; Lucifer and the angels that fell with him into hell.
II. _Plasterers._--God the Father, in his own substance, creating the earth, and all which is therein, in the space of five days.
III. _Carde-makers._--God the Father creating Adam of the slime of the earth, and making Eve of the rib, and inspiring them with the spirit of life.
IV. _Fullers._--God prohibiting Adam and Eve from eating of the tree of life.
V. _Coupers._--Adam and Eve with a tree betwixt them; the serpent deceiving them with apples; God speaking to them and cursing the serpent, and an angel with a sword driving them out of paradise.
VI. _Armourers._--Adam and Eve, an angel with a spade and a distaff assigning them labour.
VII. _Gaunters._--Abel and Cain killing sacrifices.
VIII. _Shipwrights._--God foretelling Noah to make an ark of light wood.