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o cursing: curses never scared a fly. FALK. Words, words, no more, but action, only action! I will reverse the plan of the Creation;-- Six days were lavish'd in that occupation; My world's still lying void and desolate, Hurrah, to-morrow, Sunday--I'll create! GULDSTAD [laughing]. Yes, strip, and tackle it like a man, that's right! But first go in and sleep on it. Good-night! [Goes out to the left. SVANHILD appears in the room over the verandah; she shuts the window and draws down the blind. FALK. No, first I'll act. I've slept too long and late. [Looks up at SVANHILD's window, and exclaims, as if seized with a sudden resolution: Good-night! Good-night! Sweet dreams to-night be thine; To-morrow, Svanhild, thou art plighted mine! [Goes out quickly to the right; from the water the CHORUS is heard again. CHORUS. Maybe I shall shatter my roaming bark, But it's passing sweet to be roaming! [The boat slowly glides away as the curtain falls. ACT SECOND Sunday afternoon. Well-dressed ladies and gentlemen are drinking coffee on the verandah. Several of the guests appear through the open glass door in the garden-room; the following song is heard from within. CHORUS. Welcome, welcome, new plighted pair To the merry ranks of the plighted! Now you may revel as free as air, Caress without stint and kiss without care,-- No longer of footfall affrighted. Now you are licensed, wherever you go, To rapture of cooing and billing; Now you have leisure love's seed to sow, Water, and tend it, and make it grow;-- Let us see you've a talent for tilling! MISS JAY [within]. Ah Lind, if I only had chanced to hear, I would have teased you! A LADY [within]. How vexatious though! ANOTHER LADY [in the doorway]. Dear Anna, did he ask in writing? AN AUNT. No! Mine did. A LADY [on the verandah]. How long has it been secret, dear? [Runs into the room. MISS JAY. To-morrow there will be the ring to choose. LADIES [eagerly]. We'll take his measure! MISS JAY. Nay; that she must do. MRS. STRAWMAN [on the verandah, to a lady who is busy with embroidery]. What kind of knitting-needles do you use? A SERVANT [in the door with a coffee-pot]. More coffee, madam? A LADY. Thank
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