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King Artiban was meant to meet the other three kings en-route,

But was delayed by folks in need, the sick and the destitute.

Physician and astronomer, who had stidied many a star

Looked at the sky and then with care took out his calendar...

The other three Magi Melchior, Caspar and Balthasar

Now likewise sought the king Savior and followed the guiding star..

He carried fine jewels in his sack, and many a priceless gem,

That weighed a lot upon the treck to the place called Bethlehem

But everywhere the good king went they stopped him with the plea,::

"Please stop and heal my dearest friend who's sick most grieveously".

Physican,- he knew every herb, and plants and seeds to boot,.

His intuition was superb to locate a healing root.

He gave away rare medicine among the poor sick crowd,

Then slept a little in an inn and pursued next day his route.

One day the guide star disappearedand and he joined a caravan

As they the dreaded Wasteland feared, and sun and stars were gone.

"How will I find the child?" he cried to offer it jewels so fine,

My treasure is shrinking and gone the star guide, the star with the glorious shine..

And delays, delays, and another yet - his jewels went far too quick,

To all the beggars that he met, and the poor, the hapless and sick

He pressed on but was again delayed his kingly brothers to meet,

When he stopped to save an innocent maid from rape in a sinister street.

He stopped at once to interfere and offered a ransom for her,

Dewhilst the rabble mocked and jeered, he fought with the malfaiteur.

Lo! time passed fast - thirty-three years - he had given his whealth away,

He'd missed the child and was in tears and his beared grew silvery gray

I missed my king Savior, missed the chilld won't see it, but can only pray,

But run in the wastes so dreary and wild, with forever another delay

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But a radiant man in the night in a dream ; advised him not to be sad

And said all his costly gifts were with Him, and spoke: "friend be comforted"!

Spoke: " Artaban please please do comfort Thee - you gave giftsunto me while enroute,

You cured me when ill. you were  kind to me, and when hungry you brought me food.

Your gems, your pearls, your diadem I hold them fast in my hand,

And they gleam and outshine the solar system, so be comforted dearest friend.

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