Prologue 
 
 
OTHER and maiden !  on the natal night 
Embowered in bliss of roses red and white, 
Westward three Magi move to minister 
To Him with gold and frankincense and myrrh. 
 
Those Pagans gazing on the Heavenly Host 
Were blest of FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST ; 
And me, though I be as an heathen Mage, 
Thou wilt accept in this my pious page. 
M