Fellow, rise!
[Calaf staggers to his feet]
Your most high princess graciously bestows
This alms—a ring, in token of her love
To all the world.
[Taking it, Calaf falls again to the ground. Barak comes to him.
Capocomico watches, and beckons, twinkling, to the Maskers]
Now heaven witness this:—
He also swoons. My playboys, catch your cue.
Who said Romance is buried? Here is China