Santa Claus (intones high tenor voice)—Fear not, except for thy sins. I came to hear; what music was it ye sang?—Nay be not affrighted—I'll e'en stand among ye. So shall ye see I bode no ill.
(Alights from his car.)
Robin—Canst fly? How else cam'st hither? Truly a Miracle art thou.
Santa Claus—No Miracle am I, but the dear Christ's Almoner; who comes this night and every Christmas-tide bearing gifts for all good children and a good gift for all, even Jesus' love and Peace on Earth, good will toward men. But this is a miracle, in truth, for here be Waits joined hands with Robin Hood in songs of praise for Christus' birth.
Praise God for this and all good deeds, and by such shall these wild hearts (turns to Robin's men) learn gentle love for all mankind.
(Exit. Robin leads his men, exit to right. Waits follow.)
Santa Claus—And now, good people all, take note of Music; see how she sways rough men and brings the good that's in us all to turn them into better paths. King Arthur did quite right to those three sons who would not sing.
I've brought ye Xmas joys
For all good girls and boys.
I command ye all to sing
In praise of our Lord King;
The Prince of Peace and God of Love
Who sitteth on the throne above.
(Exit in balloon-basket upwards, leaving baskets of presents on stage.)
(Audience rises and sings)—