He said: "I know we are both rich
In lands and kine and gold,
And why not join these vast fortunes
Before they are all sold?
"You've named your only son from me;
Trueman it is, True-Man he'll be,
And now must I sit by in shame
And cannot seal my daughter's fame?"
Then spake the elder man St. Lawrence:
"Dear sir, my neighbor and my friend,
You have my heart and soul and mind,
And these vast fortunes I will bind
"Together with true chords of love.
God help our children find
A part their mothers will not take
In this, to seal their children's fate.
"Now let me, please, suggest a way
To reach this matter of today;
And we will friendly make the deal
So lawyers cannot break the seal."