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Rh (takes it down and carries it

towards the inner room).

Since you have come into this barony

I will instruct you in our blessed faith:

Being a clever child you will soon learn.

(To the others.)

We must be tender with all budding things,

Our Maker let no thought of Calvary

Trouble the morning stars in their first song.

.

O, what a nice, smooth floor to dance upon!

The wind is blowing on the waving reeds,

The wind is blowing on the heart of man.

(to ).

Just now when she came near I thought I heard

Other small steps beating upon the floor,

And a faint music blowing in the wind—

Invisible pipes giving her feet the time.