The Three Kings Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Three Kings came riding from far away,
       &nbsp Melchior and Gaspar and Baltasar;
Three Wise Men out of the East were they,
And they travelled by night and they slept by day,
       &nbsp For their guide was a beautiful, wonderful star.

The star was so beautiful, large, and clear,
       &nbsp That all the other stars of the sky
Became a white mist in the atmosphere,
And by this they knew that the coming was near
       &nbsp Of the Prince foretold in the prophecy.

Three caskets they bore on their saddle-bows,
       &nbsp Three caskets of gold with golden keys;
Their robes were of crimson silk with rows
Of bells and pomegranates and furbelows,
       &nbsp Their turbans like blossoming almond-trees.

And so the Three Kings rode into the West,
       &nbsp Through the dusk of night, over hill and dell,
And sometimes they nodded with beard on breast
And sometimes talked, as they paused to rest,
       &nbsp With the people they met at some wayside well.

"Of the child that is born," said Baltasar,
       &nbsp "Good people, I pray you, tell us the news;
For we in the East have seen his star,
And have ridden fast, and have ridden far,
       &nbsp To find and worship the King of the Jews."