And one or two sad, separate wives, without
A fruit to bloom upon their withering bough—
Begged to bring up the little girl, and "out"—
For that's the phrase that settles all things now,
Meaning a virgin's first blush at a rout,
And all her points as thorough-bred to show:
And I assure you, that like virgin honey
Tastes their first season (mostly if they have money).