| W. Garrett Horder, comp. The Poets’ Bible: New Testament. 1895. | | | | New Prince, New Pomp | | Robert Southwell (c. 1561–1595) |
| | | BEHOLD a silly, 1 tender Babe, | |
| In freezing winter night, | |
| In homely manger trembling lies; | |
| Alas! a piteous sight. | |
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| The inns are full; no man will yield | 5 |
| This little pilgrim bed; | |
| But forced he is with silly beasts | |
| In crib to shroud his head. | |
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| Despise Him not for lying there; | |
| First what He is inquire: | 10 |
| An Orient pearl is often found | |
| In depth of dirty mire. | |
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| Weigh not His crib, His wooden dish, | |
| Nor beasts that by Him feed; | |
| Weigh not His mother’s poor attire, | 15 |
| Nor Joseph’s simple weed. | |
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| This stable is a Prince’s court, | |
| The crib His chair of state; | |
| The beasts are parcel of His pomp, | |
| The wooden dish His plate. | 20 |
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| The persons in that poor attire | |
| His royal liveries wear; | |
| The Prince Himself is come from heaven: | |
| This pomp is praised there. | |
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| With joy approach, O Christian wight! | 25 |
| Do homage to thy King; | |
| And highly praise this humble pomp, | |
| Which He from heaven doth bring. | |
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