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.