Publisher's Synopsis
Excerpt from An Epithalamium and Other Poems
Hast thou not heard - our wreaths are wom These woodland wild?ower blooms are borne, Tokens of love for one we love, Her beauty to adorn For her we sing and garlands bring What maid could be forlorn The wreaths we bear are bridal wreaths for this her marriage-mom.
Through the meadows by the shore, Tripping now, ye maidens gay Open wide the cottage door, Driving doubts and dreams away. Merrily, merrily, move ye now, Trim the bower and bind the bough Tricksy Cupid whispers how.
Then deck the marriage-bed With roses white and red, And scatter wide your buttercups of gold Hawthorn and wild rose too, Still gleaming with the dew, Shall form each fairy curtain's fragrant fold.
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