Guldstad monologue — Love's Comedy

O no, 'tis something better that I meant. 'Tis the still flow of generous esteem, Which no less honours the recipient Than does young rapture's giddy-whirling dream. It is the feeling of the blessedness Of service, and home quiet, and tender ties, The joy of mutual self-sacrifice, Of keeping watch lest any stone distress Her footsteps wheresoe'er her pathway lies; It is the healing arm of a true friend The manly muscle that no burdens bend, The constancy no length of years decays, The arm that stoutly lifts and firmly stays. This, Svanhild, is the contribution I Bring to your fortune's fabric: now, reply. [SVANHILD makes an effort to speak; GULDSTAD lifts his hand to check her. Consider well before you give your voice! With clear deliberation make your choice.