[The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow]@TWC D-Link bookThe Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow PART ONE 21/27
For the spirit indeed Is willing, but the flesh is weak! JOHN. Alas! It is for sorrow that our eyes are heavy .-- I see again the glimmer of those torches Among the olives; they are coming hither. JAMES. Outside the garden wall the path divides; Surely they come not hither. They sleep again. CHRISTUS, as before. O my Father! If this cup may not pass away from me, Except I drink of it, thy will be done. Returning to the Disciples. Sleep on; and take your rest! JOHN. Beloved Master, Alas! we know not what to answer thee! It is for sorrow that our eves are heavy .-- Behold, the torches now encompass us. JAMES. They do but go about the garden wall, Seeking for some one, or for something lost. They sleep again. CHRISTUS, as before. If this cup may not pass away from me, Except I drink of it, thy will be done. Returning to the Disciples. It is enough! Behold, the Son of Man Hath been betrayed into the hands of sinners! The hour is come.
Rise up, let us be going; For he that shall betray me is at hand. JOHN. Ah me! See, from his forehead, in the torchlight, Great drops of blood are falling to the ground! PETER. What lights are these? What torches glare and glisten Upon the swords and armor of these men? And there among them Judas Iscariot! He smites the servant of the High-Priest with his sword. CHRISTUS. Put up thy sword into its sheath; for they That take the sword shall perish with the sword. The cup my Father hath given me to drink, Shall I not drink it? Think'st thou that I cannot Pray to my Father, and that he shall give me More than twelve legions of angels presently! JUDAS to CHRISTUS, kissing him. Hail, Master! hail! CHRISTUS. Friend, wherefore art thou come? Whom seek ye? CAPTAIN OF THE TEMPLE. Jesus of Nazareth. CHRISTUS. I am he. Are ye come hither as against a thief, With swords and staves to take me? When I daily Was with you in the Temple, ye stretched forth No hands to take me! But this is your hour, And this the power of darkness.
If ye seek Me only, let these others go their way. The Disciples depart.
CHRISTUS is bound and led away.
A certain young man follows him, having a linen cloth cast about his body.
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