ten years ago.
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Of sunny May, and the fair company
Of bridal guests; and still, roethinks, I hear
Voices of gratulation, and kind words
From loving hearts, and a fond blessing breathed
From lips parental, as together passed
That youthful pair adown the sacred aisle:
So blessed to find their dream of joy fulfilled,
They asked no boon beside.
Of bridal guests; and still, roethinks, I hear
Voices of gratulation, and kind words
From loving hearts, and a fond blessing breathed
From lips parental, as together passed
That youthful pair adown the sacred aisle:
So blessed to find their dream of joy fulfilled,
They asked no boon beside.
And o'er them rolled,
From that auspicious hour, ten happy years.
How swift, when joy hath winged them, do they fly—
How slowly creep along their destined course,
When leaden-footed Sorrow drags them on.
But with the beings of my history,
The sunlit hours on golden pinions flew.
There were no clouds to dim their tranquil sky—
No storms to fright them—no wild waves to dash
The fragile bark whose helm Affection ruled;—
And when a blue-eyed babe upon them smiled
In its young beauty, like a bud of heaven,
Life's cup of blessedness seemed brimmed for
'Till the pure sparkling waters must o'erflow.
From that auspicious hour, ten happy years.
How swift, when joy hath winged them, do they fly—
How slowly creep along their destined course,
When leaden-footed Sorrow drags them on.
But with the beings of my history,
The sunlit hours on golden pinions flew.
There were no clouds to dim their tranquil sky—
No storms to fright them—no wild waves to dash
The fragile bark whose helm Affection ruled;—
And when a blue-eyed babe upon them smiled
In its young beauty, like a bud of heaven,
Life's cup of blessedness seemed brimmed for
'Till the pure sparkling waters must o'erflow.
