A Wedding Poem
Then before all they stand, the holy vow
and ring of gold, no fond illusions now,
Bind her as his. Across the threshold led,
And every tear kissed off as soon as shed,
His house she enters, there to be a light,
Shining within, when all without is night,
A guardian angel o'er his life presiding,
Doubling his pleasures and his cares dividing,
Winning him back when mingling in the throng,
Back form the world we love, alas! too long,
To fireside happiness, to hours of ease,
Blest with that charm, the certainty to please.
How oft her eyes read his, her gentle mind
To all his wishes, to all his thoughts inclined;
Still subject, ever on the watch to borrow
Mirth of his mirth and sorrow of is sorrow.
Submitted By - Samuel Rodgers
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