[Sets dove at liberty.  Turning to wheel again, repeats song.

Princess repeats

  My Godmother bids me spin,
  That my heart may not be sad;
  Spin and sing for my brother’s sake,
  And the spinning makes me glad.

  Sing!  Spin!  With hum and whir
  The wheel goes round and round. 
  For my brother’s sake the charm I’ll break! 
  Prince Hero shall be found.

  Spin!  Sing!  The golden thread
  Gleams in the sunlight’s ray! 
  The humming wheel my grief can heal,
  For Love will find a way.

[First messenger appears at window, dressed as a Morning-glory.

Morning-glory

  Fair Princess,
  This morning, when the early dawn
  Was flushing all the sky,
  Beside the trellis where I bloomed,
  A knight rode slowly by.

  He stopped and plucked me from my stem,
  And said, “Sweet Morning-glory,
  Be thou my messenger to-day,
  And carry back my story.

  “Go bid the Princess in the tower
  Forget all thought of sorrow. 
  Her true knight will return to her
  With joy, on some glad morrow.”

[Disappears.

Princess sings

  Spin! spin!  The golden thread
  Holds no thought of sorrow. 
  My true knight he shall come to me
  With joy on some glad morrow.

[Second flower messenger, dressed as Pansy, appears at window.

Pansy

  Gracious Princess,
  I come from Feal the Faithful. 
  He plucked me from my bower,
  And said, speed to the Princess
  And say, “Like this sweet flower
  The thoughts within my bosom
  Bloom ever, love, of thee. 
  Oh, read the pansy’s message,
  And give a thought to me.”

[Pansy disappears.

Princess sings

  Spin, spin, O golden thread! 
  And turn, O humming wheel. 
  This pansy is his thought of me,
  My true knight, brave and leal.

[Third flower messenger, a pink Rose.

Rose

  Thy true knight battled for thee to-day,
  On a fierce and bloody field,
  But he won at last in the hot affray,
  By the heart of gold on his shield.

  He saw me blushing beside a wall,
  My petals pink in the sun
  With pleasure, because such a valiant knight
  The hard-fought battle had won.

  And he kissed me once on my soft pink cheek,
  And once in my heart of gold,
  And bade me hasten to thee and speak. 
  Pray take the message I hold.

[Princess goes to the window, takes a pink rose from the messenger.  As she walks back, kisses it and fastens it on her dress.  Then turns to wheel again.

Princess sings

  Spin, spin, O golden thread,
  And turn, O happy wheel. 
  The pink rose brought in its heart of gold
  A kiss, his love to seal.