Obstacles have kept the prince and princess apart, but obstacles do not last forever. After the conflict there must be peace, and before the final curtain there must be a happy ending. How evil are those dispositions which interpret this amalgamation of splendours in economic terms; which hint that the joint revenue of the pair—to judge by figures made elaborately public—will be three times what he earned before; which calculate that his income will actually pay her income tax.
Beneath her feet a trace of sleet,
Alas, she seemed to slip,
She tried to stop, she fell kerflop,
We heard a startling rip.
A saint might cuss and make a fuss,
By righteous anger stirred,
But oh, to think, a maiden pink
Would use that awful word.