A Bridal Song
COMFORTS lasting, loves increasing, Like soft hours never ceasing; Plenty's pleasure, peace complying, Without jars, or tongues envying; Hearts by holy union wedded, More than theirs by custom bedded; Fruitful issues; life so graced, Not by age to be defaced; Budding as the year ensu'th, Every spring another youth: All what thought can add beside, Crown this Bridegroom and this Bride!
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