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LETTER XLI.
HARRINGTON to WORTHY.
BOSTON.
Pray that the sun of Thursday
may rise propitious—that it may gild the face
of nature with joy. It is the day that beholds
thy friend united in the indissoluble
bands of Hymen.
Let this auspicious day be ever sacred,
No mourning, no misfortune happen on it;
Let it be marked for triumphs and rejoicings,
Let happy lovers ever keep it holy,
Choose it to bless their hopes and crown their wishes.
No mourning, no misfortune happen on it;
Let it be marked for triumphs and rejoicings,
Let happy lovers ever keep it holy,
Choose it to bless their hopes and crown their wishes.
IT is the day that gives me Harriot forever.
Adieu!
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