Fair bride, attended by our blessing,
Glad Hymens flowery
path gin pressing!
We witnessed with enraptured
eye
The graces of thy soul unfolding,
Thy youthful charms their beauty
moulding
To blossom for loves
ecstasy.
A happy fate now hovers round thee,
And friendship yields without
a smart
To that sweet god whose might hath
bound thee;-
He needs must have, he hath
thy heart!
To duties dear, to trouble tender,
Thy youthful breast must now surrender,
Thy garlands summons
must obey.
Each toying infantine sensation,
Each fleeting sport of youths
creation,
Forevermore hath passed away;
And Hymens sacred bond
now chaineth
Where soft and fluttering
love was shrined;
Yet for a heart, where beauty reigneth,
Of flowers alone that bond
is twined.
The secret that can keep forever
In verdant links, that naught can
sever,
The bridal garland, wouldst
thou find?
Tis purity the heart pervading,
The blossoms of a grace unfading,
And yet with modest shame
combined,
Which, like the suns reflection
glowing,
Makes every heart throb blissfully;-
Tis looks with mildness overflowing,
And self-maintaining dignity!
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