[The two Maids of Honor hold a wreath over the head of the Queen, who kneels.]
First Maid of Honor } (in concert).
Second Maid of Honor }
We crown thee Queen of May.
Rule gently, fairest maid;
Let flowers strew thy way
On hill and glen and glade.
[The Maids of Honor lead the Queen to her throne, and sit on the platform at her feet. Others sit on the grass or stand about her.]
Messenger-Boy (presents a sceptre).
Take this sceptre, gracious lady,
Hold it with imperial sway.
We are watching, only anxious
All your bidding to obey.
Queen (accepting).
The sceptre is a trust indeed;
I'll bear it lightly as a flower;
And yet no wand like this I need,
So much I trust your hearts this hour.