ANTONIA.

'Tis my mother, 'tis she, etc., etc.

ANTONIA.

Ah!

(She falls dying on the sofa. Miracle sinks in the earth uttering a peal of laughter.)

CRESPEL (running in).

My child... my daughter... Antonia!.

ANTONIA (expiring).

My father! Listen, 'tis my mother Who calls me. And he... has returned...

'Tis a song of love, Flies away, Sad or joyful...

(She dies.)

CRESPEL.

No... a single word... just one... my child... speak!

Come, speak! Execrable death!

No! pity, mercy... go away!

HOFFMAN (coming hurriedly).

Why these cries?

CRESPEL.

Hoffman!... ah wretch!

'Tis you who killed her!...

HOFFMAN (rushing to Antonia).

Antonia!

CRESPEL (beside himself).

Blood to color her cheek. A weapon.

A knife!...

(He seizes a knife and attacks Hoffman.)

NICKLAUSSE (entering and stopping Crespel).

Unhappy man!

HOFFMAN (to Nicklausse).

Quick! give the alarm; A doctor... a doctor!...

MIRACLE (appearing).

Present!

(He feels Antonia's pulse.)

Dead!

CRESPEL (crazy).

Ah, G.o.d, my child, my daughter!

HOFFMAN (despairingly).

Antonia!

EPILOGUE.

(Same scene as First Act. The various personages are in the same positions they were in at the end of First Act.)

HOFFMANN.

There is the story Of my loves, And the memory In my heart will always remain.

CHORUS.