One thing more. Give me back my
ring and take instead this mirror, which will always show to you and
yours whatever you hold most dear, even when you are far away from it."
"Then it will ever be granted to me to bring your face before my eyes,
oh! lovely lady!" the knight exclaimed.
The fairy laughed and answered: "No, Duke Greylock--the mirror can only
reflect the forms of mortals. I know a wife awaiting you, whom you will
rather see than any picture in the glass, even were it that of a fairy.
Receive my thanks once more! you are duke, enter now into your dukedom!"
With these words she disappeared. A gentle rustling and tinkling was
heard through the air, the waste ground covered itself with fresh green,
the dry river beds filled with clear running water, and on their banks
appeared blooming meadows, shady groves and forests. The broken walls
against the hillsides fitted themselves together, rose higher and
supported once more the terraces covered with vine stocks and fruit-
trees. Villages and cities grew into form and lay cradled in the
landscape.
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