Alexis! Doubt me not, my loved one! See,
Thine uttered will is sovereign law to me!
All fear – all thought of ill I cast away!
It is my darling's will, and I obey!
(She drinks the philtre.)
The fearful deed is done,
My love is near!
I go to meet my own
In trembling fear!
If o'er us aught of ill
Should cast a shade,
It was my darling's will,
And I obeyed!
