Two lives bound fast in one with golden ease;
Two graves, grass green, beside a gray church-tower,
Wash'd with still rains and daisy-blossomed;
Two children in one hamlet born and bred;
So runs the round of life from hour to hour.
A. TENNYSON.
CIRCUMSTANCE.
(After Tennyson).
TWO children on Twelfth Night, all mirth and laughter,