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79
THE ALTAR, AS CONNECTED WITH MARRIAGE.
How fondly look'd I on the place,
Assigned to rites of spousal love!
How holy seem'd that Board of Grace,
With Jesus blessing bread above!
Assigned to rites of spousal love!
How holy seem'd that Board of Grace,
With Jesus blessing bread above!
'Twas bosom'd in a kindlier air,
Than th' outer realms of care and dole;
A sense of Godhead brooded there,
A charm of reverence held the soul.
Than th' outer realms of care and dole;
A sense of Godhead brooded there,
A charm of reverence held the soul.
And, though full oft the accents dear
Here utter'd, had been falsely fond;
Still they were breath'd and plighted here,
And broken in a place beyond!
Here utter'd, had been falsely fond;
Still they were breath'd and plighted here,
And broken in a place beyond!
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