And I am powerless to heal his wound.
Darine, my love may die!
Dar.What can be done?
Oh, I would give my fairyhood to save
The man thou lovest so—my dearly loved!
But stay, the counterpart of Lutin is
At once his henchman and his cunning leech;
Lutin has left our sphere, (plucking rose from tree)
cast this to earth, (giving it)
And summon mortal Lutin to his aid.