ts petals, slowly
dropping them one by one._

_Princess._ Far on the edge of the Summer-land,
O Daisy, white and gold,
My true love held you in his hand.
What was the word he told?
He's found it. Found it not.
Found it. Found it not.

That magic flute of the South Wind, sweet,
Will he blow it, over the lea?
Will the fairy folk its call repeat,
And hasten to rescue me?

He's found it, found it not.
Found it, found it not.
Found it, found it not.
He's _found_ it! [_Turning to the dog._

Come, Hero! Hear me, brother mine;
Thy gladness must indeed be mute,
But oh, the joy! We're saved! We're saved!
My knight has found the silver flute!

(_Sings._)

["Spin, Wheel, Reel Out Thy Golden Thread."

Spin, wheel, reel out thy golden thread,
My happy heart sings glad and gay,
Hero shall 'scape the Ogre dread,
And I my own true love shall wed.
For love has found a way,
For love has found a way.]

[_Curtain._

ACT III.

SCENE. _In front of Witch's Orchard. Knight comes riding by,
blows flute softly under the tower window. Princess
leans out and waves her hand. Knight dismounts, and
little page takes horse, leading it off stage._

_Knight._ Lean out of thy window, O Princess fair,
Rescuers now are at hand.
Thou shalt be led down the winding stair
By the Queen of the Fairy band.

Listen, as low on the South Wind's flute
I call the elves to our tryst
Down rainbow bubbles they softly float,
Light-winged as stars in a mist.

[_He blows on flute, and from every direction the Fairies come
floating in, their gauzy wings spangled, and each one carrying
a toy balloon, attached to a string. They trip back and
forth, their balloons bobbing up and down like rainbow bubbles,
singing._

[Fairy Chorus.

We come, we come at thy call,
On rainbow bubbles we float.
We fairies, one and all,
Have answered the wind flute's note.

The south wind's silver flute,
From the far-off summer land,
It bade us hasten here,
To lend a helping hand.
It bade us hasten, hasten here,
To lend a helping hand.

2. To the aid of the gallant knight,
To the help of the princess fair,
To the rescue of the prince,
We come to the Ogre's lair.
To the rescue of the prince,
We come to the Ogre's lair.

3. And now, at thy behest,
We pause in our bright array,
To end thy weary quest,
For love has found a way. To end thy weary,
weary quest, For love has found a way.]

[_Titania coming forward, waves