Part 30 (1/2)
[_They take down the body._
_Joseph._ Help now, fellow, with all thy might, That he be wounden[411] and well dight, And lay him on this bier: Bear we him forth into the kirk To the tomb that I gar'd[412] work Since full many a year.
_Nicodemus._ It shall be so, withouten nay, He that died on Good Friday, And crowned was with thorn; Save you all that now here be That Lord that thus would dee, And rose on Pasche[413] morn.
THE CORNISH MYSTERY-PLAY OF THE THREE MARIES
CHARACTERS
The Gardener--Jesus Christ The Three Maries-- Mary Magdalene Mary, Mother of James Mary Salome First Angel Second Angel
THE MYSTERY OF THE THREE MARIES
[_Enter Mary Magdalene, and Mary, mother of James._]
_Mary Magdalene._ What shall I do, alas!
My Lord went to the tomb, To-day is the third day; Go now see indeed If he comes and rises, As he said to me truly.
_Mary, Mother of James._ I will go and see The body _of him_ who redeemed me with pain, If it be risen again.
Great comfort he was to us; That we should have seen his death!
Alas! alas!
[_Enter Mary Salome_
_Mary Salome._ The third day is to-day; If the body of Christ be risen, Go to see.
For the torment which he had Is ever in my heart; This sorrow does not leave me.
[_Here she shall meet the other Maries._
_Mary Magdalene._ Women, joy to ye!
And Mary, _mother_ of James, And Salome also.
Sorrow is in my heart, alas!
If the body of G.o.d himself is gone, Where may it be found?
_Mary, Mother of James._ So it is with me, Much and great torment for him; If he will not, through his grace, Help me in a short time, My heart in me will break Very really through troubles.
_Mary Salome._ So with me is sorrow May the Lord see my state After him.
As he is head of sovereignty, I believe that out of the tomb To-day he will rise.
_Mary Magdalene._ Oh! let us hasten at once, For the stone is raised From the tomb.
Lord, how will it be this night, If I know not where goes The head of royalty?
_Mary, Mother of James._ And too long we have stayed, My Lord is gone his way Out of the tomb, surely.
Alas! my heart is sick; I know not indeed if I shall see him, Who is very G.o.d.