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To TWO SISTERS on their Wedding-day.
An EPISTLE.
By Mr Blacklock.
Dear Ladies, whilst the nuptial hour at hand
Must all your time, and all your thoughts demand,
Though all the Nine my tuneful strain inspir'd,
My heart though all the force of friendship fir'd,
Though warm'd with transport for my lovely theme,
I wou'd not long your kind attention claim;
Yet let me join the gratulating throng,
And breathe to Heav'n one ardent wish in song:
That all your future days, serene and bright,
May flow distinguish'd by sincere delight;
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And Heav'n's best blessings on your heads descend;
That love and joy may on each period wait,
While hoary Time unrolls the page of fate;
Till all who hear your destiny admire,
Nore more from Heav'n to make them bless'd require;
Till tender mothers, who your lot survey,
Thus in the fondness of their souls shall pray:
“May my fair daughter, or my fav'rite son,
“Be bless'd, and live and love as these have done.”
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