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The Kingfisher
OR, A HAPPY WEDDING OMEN
As from God's Book, at matin hour, she soughtWords strong to soothe a tremulous heart and true,
A sudden gleam of beauty met her view,
With sweetest promise, like the rainbow, fraught.
A flash of gold, to burnished brightness wrought,
Shone at her window, and then lightly flew
A living sapphire of resplendent hue,
As if its colour from the sky were caught.
And lo! a voice which whispered in her ear
Of seas unruffled and of halcyon days,
Serene the future, as the past was dear:
For “God is Love,” and “His are all our ways,”
The golden dawning and the noonday clear,
And morn to eventide shall utter praise.
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