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THE BRIDE'S WREATH.
PRESENTED BY A CHILD.
To bind the rich twine of thy waving hair
Innocence brings thee a chaplet fair,
Where the leaf of the myrtle darkly glows
Through buds of the white and the crimson rose;
Take the bright garland, young Bride! from me,
Thus Love should be crowned by Purity!
Innocence brings thee a chaplet fair,
Where the leaf of the myrtle darkly glows
Through buds of the white and the crimson rose;
Take the bright garland, young Bride! from me,
Thus Love should be crowned by Purity!
With Summer the bud of the Rose will fall,
But the leaf of the Myrtle is green through all;
We liken thee, Rose! to Life's changeful show,
To its joys that come light, and light depart;
Sweet Myrtle! we liken thy steadfast glow
To the Love of the faithful, unchanging heart!
But the leaf of the Myrtle is green through all;
We liken thee, Rose! to Life's changeful show,
To its joys that come light, and light depart;
Sweet Myrtle! we liken thy steadfast glow
To the Love of the faithful, unchanging heart!
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