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Guldstad.

Then Love's light cavalry, of maid and man,
The plighted pairs in order—

Strawman.

                               In the van
The veterans, whose troth has laughed to scorn
The tooth of Time—

Miss Jay [hastily interrupting].

                     And then the babes new-born—
The little novices of yester-morn—

Strawman.

Spring, summer, autumn, winter, in a word,
Are here; the truth is patent, past all doubt,
It can be clutched and handled, seen and heard,—

Falk.

What then?

Miss Jay.

            And yet you want to thrust it out!

Falk.

Madam, you quite mistake. In all I spoke
I cast no doubt on anything you claim;
But I would fain remind you that, from smoke,
We cannot logically argue flame.
That men are married, and have children, I
Have no desire whatever to deny;
Nor do I dream of doubting that such things
Are in the world as troth and wedding-rings;