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So many blessings on her—and did rise
With grateful feelings and o'erflowing eyes.

But quickly dried her moisten'd cheek,
And with glad footsteps went to seek
Her much lov'd lord, and to him did impart
Those tidings which rejoiced a father's heart.
Now, banishing all pomp and state,
E'en at the entrance they await
The happy pair—beside them stand
Their lovely daughters hand in hand,
Eager to clasp in their encircling arms
Their new-made sister, rich in youthful charms.

See the fond father, as his son appears,
Leading his blushing bride with quicken'd pace,
Turn round in haste to hide his starting tears;
Such tears are unto manhood no disgrace,
But shew a heart with the best feelings rife
To raise the joys and soothe the cares of life.