Saint Stephen Was A ClerkAnonymousSaint Stephen was a clerk1 In King Herod's hall, And servèd him of bread and cloth As ever king befall. Stephen out of kitchen came, With boar's head on hand, He saw a star was fair and bright Over Bethlehem stand. He cast adown the boar's head And went into the hall; "I forsake thee, King Herod, And thy workès all. "I forsake thee, King Herod, And thy workès all; There is a child in Bethlehem born Is better than we all." "What aileth thee, Stephen? What is thee befall? Lacketh thee either meat or drink In King Herod's hall? "Lacketh me neither meat or drink In King Herod's hall; There is child in Bethlehem born Is better than we all." "What aileth thee, Stephen? Art thou wode2 or ginnest to breed?3 Lacketh their gold or fee4 Or any rich weed?"5 "Lacketh me neither gold nor fee, Ne none rich weed; There is a child in Bethlehem born Shall helpen us at our need." "That is all so sooth, Stephen, All so sooth,6 I-wis,7 As this capon8 crowè shall That lieth here in my dish." That word was not so soon said, That word in that hall, The capon crew Christus natus est9 Among the lordès all. "Riseth up, my tormentors, by two and all by one, And leadeth Stephen out of this town, And stoneth him with stone." Tooken they Stephen And stoned him in the way, And therefore in his even On Christès own day.
Christmas Poems
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