Christmas His Masque extract
Why Gentlemen, doe you know what you doe? ha!
Would you ha'kept me out?
Christmas, old Christmas?
Christmas of London, and Captaine Christmas?
Pray you let me be brought before my Lord Chamberlaine, i'le not be answer'd else: 'Tis merrie in hall when beards wag all:
I ha'seene the time you ha'wish'd for me, for a merry Christmas,
And now you ha'me; they would not let me in:
I must come another time!
A good jest, as if I could come more than once a year;
Why,
I am no dangerous person, and so I told my friends, o'the Guard.
I am old Gregorie Christmas
Ben Jonson wrote this playlet as a response to the Puritans who at that time were trying to play down the Christmas celebrations.
This is the earliest record of the spirit of "Father Christmas" and he is not a gift bringer or a great friend of the
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