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the golden wedding, etc.
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Ah! happy autumn day that shone,
Upon our hearts so fond and true;
A warmer, or a happier home,
Surely a human breast ne'er knew!

Firm as the ivy wreaths the tree
Within its sure and fast embrace:
So clings my loving heart to thee,
Whene'er I greet thy gentle face!

Smiles and tears have wove their garland,
Around, alas! our varied way:
And oh! we feel a heavenly hand
Is with us on this happy day!

Oh! happy be this golden time,
Wreath'd and twin'd in kindred love:—
Oh! thro' my latter days still shine,
Bright hours that may as happy prove!

Time has swept with passing breath
O'er each happy joyous soul:
And till we lie so cold in death,
Still its tide of love will roll.