[Palace garden. Two chairs to the left. Trumpet-call. Music. Enter from left and back, Page, Lords, and Ladies, one carrying the baby Princess—a large doll. Procession to right; stand in semi-circle facing the chairs. Pause. Enter King and Queen, who walk in front of Lords and Ladies, and take their places in front of chairs. They bow in return to the bows and courtesies of the court. King and Queen sit down. Lady places Baby in Queen’s arms. Music ceases.]
Queen. Of all the babies ever born, this is the sweetest.
Lords and Ladies. [To one another.] The sweetest baby ever born.
First Lady. Such soft and silken hair.
Second Lady. A rosebud for a mouth.
Third Lady. Her dimpled hands are soft as satin.
Fourth Lady. Her eyes a heavenly blue.
King. [Rising.] Come, my Lords, pledge allegiance to Her Royal Highness.
Lords. Sire, with right good will.
[Music. Each Lord in turn kneels before the Baby with his sword drawn, kisses her hand, and returns to his place, walking backward. As last does so, the music changes to a waltz movement, and first three Fairies dance in. They courtesy to the King and Queen.]