Chapter 24 No.24

As two who walk through forest aisles,

Lit all the way by forest flowers,

Divide at morn through twin defiles

To meet again in distant hours,

With plunder plucked from all the miles,

So Philip and his Mildred went

Into their walks of daily life,-

Parting at morn with sweet consent,

And-tireless husband, busy wife-

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