Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
Behold, a silly tender babe, In freezing winter night, In homely manger trembling lies. Alas, a piteous sight! The inns are full; no man will yield This little pilgrim bed. But forced he is with silly beasts In crib to shroud his head. This stable is a Prince's court, This crib his chair of State; The beasts are parcel of his pomp, the wooden dish his plate. The persons in that poor attire His royal liveries wear; The Prince himself [bad word] from heaven; This pomp is prized there. With joy approach, O Christian wight [being], Do homage to thy King, And highly praise his humble pomp, Which he from Heaven doth bring.