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52
WEDDING DAY
The enchanted hour,
The magic bower,
Where, crowned with roses,
Love love discloses.
The magic bower,
Where, crowned with roses,
Love love discloses.
“Kiss me, my lover:
Doubting is over,
Over is waiting;
Love lights our mating!”
Doubting is over,
Over is waiting;
Love lights our mating!”
“But roses wither,
Chill winds blow hither,
One thing all say, dear,
Love lives a day, dear!”
Chill winds blow hither,
One thing all say, dear,
Love lives a day, dear!”
“Heed those old stories?
New glowing glories
Blot out those lies, love!
Look in my eyes, love!
New glowing glories
Blot out those lies, love!
Look in my eyes, love!
“Ah, but the world knows—
Naught of the true rose;
Back the world slips, love!
Give me your lips, love!
Naught of the true rose;
Back the world slips, love!
Give me your lips, love!
“Even were their lies true,
Yet were you wise to
Swear, at Love's portal,
The god's immortal.”
Yet were you wise to
Swear, at Love's portal,
The god's immortal.”
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