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LET him answer as he will, / Or be lightsome as he may, / Now nor after shall he say
Worn-out words enough to kill, / Or to lull down by their craft,
Doubt, that was born yesterday, / When he lied and when she laughed.
Let him find another name
For the starlight on the snow, / Let him teach her till she know
That all seasons are the same, / And all sheltered ways are fair, -
Still, wherever she may go, / Doubt will have a dwelling there.