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strode past the Bishop; and climbed up the steps of the altar; and

stood before the image of Christ。



He stood before the image of Christ; and on his right hand and on

his left were the marvellous vessels of gold; the chalice with the

yellow wine; and the vial with the holy oil。  He knelt before the

image of Christ; and the great candles burned brightly by the

jewelled shrine; and the smoke of the incense curled in thin blue

wreaths through the dome。  He bowed his head in prayer; and the

priests in their stiff copes crept away from the altar。



And suddenly a wild tumult came from the street outside; and in

entered the nobles with drawn swords and nodding plumes; and

shields of polished steel。  'Where is this dreamer of dreams?' they

cried。  'Where is this King who is apparelled like a beggar … this

boy who brings shame upon our state?  Surely we will slay him; for

he is unworthy to rule over us。'



And the young King bowed his head again; and prayed; and when he

had finished his prayer he rose up; and turning round he looked at

them sadly。



And lo! through the painted windows came the sunlight streaming

upon him; and the sun…beams wove round him a tissued robe that was

fairer than the robe that had been fashioned for his pleasure。  The

dead staff blossomed; and bare lilies that were whiter than pearls。

The dry thorn blossomed; and bare roses that were redder than

rubies。  Whiter than fine pearls were the lilies; and their stems

were of bright silver。  Redder than male rubies were the roses; and

their leaves were of beaten gold。



He stood there in the raiment of a king; and the gates of the

jewelled shrine flew open; and from the crystal of the many…rayed

monstrance shone a marvellous and mystical light。  He stood there

in a king's raiment; and the Glory of God filled the place; and the

saints in their carven niches seemed to move。  In the fair raiment

of a king he stood before them; and the organ pealed out its music;

and the trumpeters blew upon their trumpets; and the singing boys

sang。



And the people fell upon their knees in awe; and the nobles

sheathed their swords and did homage; and the Bishop's face grew

pale; and his hands trembled。  'A greater than I hath crowned

thee;' he cried; and he knelt before him。



And the young King came down from the high altar; and passed home

through the midst of the people。  But no man dared look upon his

face; for it was like the face of an angel。



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