THE BRIDAL PRAYER.

Sweet be her dreams, the fair, the young;

Grace, Beauty, breathe upon her;

Music, haunt thou about her tongue;

Life, fill her path with honor.

All golden thoughts, all wealth of days,

Truth, friendship, love, surround her;

So may she smile, till life be closed,

And angel bands have crowned her.

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