THE MASQUE The prince of plays Unfolds the stage The curtain soon will rise The actor smiles awaits the cue Let the Masque begin he cries The fantasies of poets dreams Change water into wine As the music weaves its imagery Let the Masque engage your mind The prophet speaks forgotten words While served a cross and nails His altar's stained with martyrs' blood Will faith balance the scale? Bishop dons the cloak of war His scattered armies fail The cross of peace Has so been leased Can faith balance the scale? A minstrel sings an ancient rhyme Of memories of wine and song As seasons change the song remains And still the Masque goes on The prince of plays Unfolds the stage The curtain soon will rise The actor smiles awaits the cue Let the Masque begin he cries R. Huxen