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Lines For The Bridal Post by :www.acltd.net Category :Poems Author :Margaret Moran D. Mcdougall Date :November 2011 Read :2621

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Lines For The Bridal

They will place a bridal wreath, maiden,
To crown all your shining hair;
The mist-like cloud of the bridal veil
Will float round a face most fair.

They will dress you in bridal robes, maiden,
And the holy words be said,
And the ring put on and two made one,
And the maiden we love be wed.

You'll give him your virgin hand, maiden,
And become a wedded wife;
That hand will mingle "honey for two"
To sweeten the bitter of life.

They will give you costly gifts, maiden,
And many a wish beside
Will rise in prayer in blessings come down
On thy head O fair young bride

And kind will the bridegroom be maiden
True and tender as years roll on
Who learns to love in the school of Christ
Will cherish what he has won

And so what can I say more maiden
Wooed and won and to be wed,
Pray that His blessing who loved till death
May rest on your fair young head

In the hollow of His hand maiden,
He will keep you who fainteth not
He will cause the splendour of His face
To shine on your happy lot

(The end)
Margaret Moran D. McDougall's poem: Lines For The Bridal

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Welcome Home Welcome Home

Welcome Home
You are coming home with the breath of spring Flying home to a love-lined nest,Most loving care hath made it fair Your hands will do the restAnd the bridal robe you have laid aside And the vail all of lacy foam,The maiden's wed, the tour is sped So welcome, welcome homeThe past is laid by with the bridal wreath The bride has come home a wife,And now we pray that blessings may Crown all your wedded lifeWhat shall be the blessing, my dearest dear, When it's all that we have to give?That peace and

We Lament Not For One But Many We Lament Not For One But Many

We Lament Not For One But Many
'At last he is dead'So the wondering, horror-struck neighbours said, A skilful touch of his knife Has cut the thread of a wasted lifeHe has reached the end of the downward road,And rushed unbidden to meet his God, Over every duty past every tie,Unwarned, unhindered, he rushed along,Through the wild license of sin. and wrong, And into the silent eternityRelax thy anguished watch, O wifeAnd fold thy hands--and yet--and yet,After all the tears which thou hast wept,Through nights when happier mortals slept,Thou only wilt weep with fond regret,Over the corpse of the hopeless deadFor the cause accursed,