Corpus Christi day dawned mild and sunny, answering the prayers of the guildsmen of York, and of all who looked forward to the Corpus Christi pageants. Many saw the dawn, for the plays began with the blessing of the players on the porch of Holy Trinity Church, Micklegate, before dawn, followed immediately by the first performance of the day as the sun rose. Twelve stations had been marked the evening before by banners displaying the arms of the city. Here the audiences would gather. The pageant wagons, over forty of them, would wind their way through the streets, stopping at each station to perform to the waiting people. It would be a long day for the guild members and other players, ending after midnight - a glorious day in which the history of mankind's salvation by Christ's sacrifice was brought to life, from the fall of the angels to the Last Judgement. The Mercers' pageant wagon had just left the station beyond Ouse Bridge, heading for the stands in St Helen's Square.
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