PHARISEES.WHAT do we? Clearly something must we do,
|For this man worketh many miracles.|
CAIAPHAS.I am informed that he is a mechanic;
|A carpenters son; a Galilean peasant,|
|Keeping disreputable company.|| 5|
PHARISEES.The people say that here in Bethany
|He hath raised up a certain Lazarus,|
|Who had been dead three days.|
|There is no resurrection of the dead;|
|This Lazarus should be taken, and put to death|| 10|
|As an impostor. If this Galilean|
|Would be content to stay in Galilee,|
|And preach in country towns, I should not heed him.|
|But when he comes up to Jerusalem|
|Riding in triumph, as I am informed,|| 15|
|And drives the money-changers from the Temple,|
|That is another matter.|
PHARISEES. If we thus
|Let him alone, all will believe on him,|
|And then the Romans come and take away|
|Our place and nation.|
CAIAPHAS. Ye know nothing at all.
|Simon Ben Camith, my great predecessor,|
|On whom be peace! would have dealt presently|
|With such a demagogue. I shall no less.|
|The man must die. Do ye consider not|
|It is expedient that one man should die,|| 25|
|Not the whole nation perish? What is death?|
|It differeth from sleep but in duration.|
|We sleep and wake again; an hour or two|
|Later or earlier, and it matters not,|
|And if we never wake it matters not;|| 30|
|When we are in our graves we are at peace,|
|Nothing can wake us or disturb us more.|
|There is no resurrection.|
PHARISEES, aside. O most faithful
|Disciple of Hircanus Maccabæus,|
|Will nothing but complete annihilation|| 35|
|Comfort and satisfy thee?|
CAIAPHAS. While ye are talking
|And plotting, and contriving how to take him,|
|Fearing the people, and so doing naught,|
|I, who fear not the people, have been acting;|
|Have taken this Prophet, this young Nazarene,|| 40|
|Who by Beelzebub the Prince of devils|
|Casteth out devils, and doth raise the dead,|
|That might as well be dead, and left in peace.|
|Annas my father-in-law hath sent him hither.|
|I hear the guard. Behold your Galilean!|
HRISTUS is brought in bound.
SERVANT, in the vestibule.Why art thou up so late, my pretty damsel?
DAMSEL.Why art thou up so early, pretty man?
|It is not cock-crow yet, and art thou stirring?|
SERVANT.What brings thee here?
DAMSEL. What brings the rest of you?
SERVANT.Come here and warm thy hands.
DAMSEL to PETER. Art thou not also
|One of this mans disciples?|
PETER. I am not.
DAMSEL.Now surely thou art also one of them;
|Thou art a Galilean, and thy speech|
PETER. Woman, I know him not!
CAIAPHAS to CHRISTUS, in the Hall.Who art thou? Tell us plainly of thyself
|And of thy doctrines, and of thy disciples.|
CHRISTUS.Lo, I have spoken openly to the world,
|I have taught ever in the Synagogue,|
|And in the Temple, where the Jews resort;|
|In secret have said nothing. Wherefore then|| 60|
|Askest thou me of this? Ask them that heard me|
|What I have said to them. Behold, they know|
|What I have said!|
OFFICER, striking him. What, fellow! answerest thou
|The High-Priest so?|
CHRISTUS. If I have spoken evil,
|Bear witness of the evil; but if well,|| 65|
|Why smitest thou me?|
CAIAPHAS. Where are the witnesses?
|Let them say what they know.|
THE TWO FALSE WITNESSES. We heard him say:
|I will destroy this Temple made with hands,|
|And will within three days build up another|
|Made without hands.|
SCRIBES and PHARISEES. He is oerwhelmed with shame
|And cannot answer!|
CAIAPHAS. Dost thou answer nothing?
|What is this thing they witness here against thee?|
SCRIBES and PHARISEES.He holds his peace.
CAIAPHAS. Tell us, art thou the Christ?
|I do adjure thee by the living God,|
|Tell us, art thou indeed the Christ?|
CHRISTUS. I am.
|Hereafter shall ye see the Son of Man|
|Sit on the right hand of the power of God,|
|And come in clouds of heaven!|
CAIAPHAS, rending his clothes. It is enough.
|He hath spoken blasphemy! What further need|
|Have we of witnesses? Now ye have heard|| 80|
|His blasphemy. What think ye? Is he guilty?|
SCRIBES and PHARISEES.Guilty of death!
KINSMAN OF MALCHUS to PETER, in the vestibule. Surely I know thy face,
|Did I not see thee in the garden with him?|
PETER.How couldst thou see me? I swear unto thee
|I do not know this man of whom ye speak!|
The cock crows.
|Hark! the cock crows! That sorrowful, pale face|
|Seeks for me in the crowd, and looks at me,|
|As if He would remind me of those words:|
|Ere the cock crow thou shalt deny me thrice!|
Goes out weeping. CHRISTUS is blindfolded and buffeted.
AN OFFICER, striking him with his palm.Prophesy unto us, thou Christ, thou Prophet!
|Who is it smote thee?|
CAIAPHAS. Lead him unto Pilate!