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THE BRIDAL AND THE BURIAL.

Blessed is the bride whom the sun shines on;
Blessed is the corpse which the rain rains on.”
I saw thee young and beautiful,
I saw thee rich and gay,
In the first blush of womanhood,
Upon thy wedding-day:
The church-bells rang,
And the little children sang,—
“Flowers, flowers, kiss her feet;
Sweets to the sweet;
The winter's past, the rains are gone;
Blessed is the bride whom the sun shines on.”
I saw thee poor and desolate,
I saw thee fade away,
In brokenhearted widowhood,
Before thy locks were grey;
The death-bell rang,
And the little children sang,—
“Lilies, dress her winding-sheet;
Sweets to the sweet;
The summer's past, the sunshine gone;
Blessed is the corpse which the rain rains on.”
“Blessed is the bride whom the sun shines on;
Blessed is the corpse which the rain rains on.”