THE CHANGELING 229 Night-moth. (No. 29.) Air: I can-not tell wliat thislove may be.—Pa-tience. (Nine and ahalf bars.) Vanishing into thesunset bars, Sister of mysticalwines and of stars, When twilight kin-dles a silver spark I must go—vanish-ing into the dark. [As she disappears,the… … same air. ROSE-SPRITE.(No. 30.). Soon I shall fail, I shall faint, I shall die.As the color fades from the evening sky;Life were too lovely ever to closeIf never, if never, one lost the rose.Fairies Chorus. [Led btj the Rose-sprite and theNight-moth, who reappear.](No. 31.) Air: Same as No.…
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