Princess sings. Spin, spin, O golden thread. 
He dreams of me night and day! 
The poppy’s chalice is sweet and red. 
Oh, Love will find a way!

  [Sixth messenger, a Daisy.

Daisy. O Princess fair,
Far on the edge of the Summer-land
I stood with my face to the sun,
And the brave knight counted with strong hand
My petals, one by one.

And he said, “O Daisy, white and gold,
The princess must count them too. 
By thy petals shall she be told
If my long, far quest is through.

“Whether or not her knight has found
The South Wind’s flute that he sought.” 
So over the hills from the Summer-land,
Your true knight’s token I’ve brought.

  [Gives Princess a large artificial daisy.  She counts 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.