O heavens! with what romantic melancholy

He played and sang his “Madrigals to Molly”!

Mrs. Halm.

He was a genius, that’s the simple fact.

Guldstad [to himself].

Hm! Some were of opinion he was cracked.

Falk.

A gray old stager, whose sagacious head

Was never upon mouldy parchments fed,

Says “Love makes Petrarchs, just as many lambs