The Silver Wedding.
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Thus showing the unsatisfied desires
Of all the human—race and how we strive,
And wear our very lives away in striving
For something far beyond what now we hold—
And sometimes, not unlike the fabled dog,
In vainly trying to attain the shadow,
We lose and ne'er regain the precious substance.
Of all the human—race and how we strive,
And wear our very lives away in striving
For something far beyond what now we hold—
And sometimes, not unlike the fabled dog,
In vainly trying to attain the shadow,
We lose and ne'er regain the precious substance.
THE SILVER WEDDING.[1]
SWEET autumn lends its purest light
Of golden sun and mellow skies,
Its lovely landscapes glowing bright
With varying tints of gorgeous dyes;
And dearest friends have gathered round
To bring their offerings of love;
And smiles and joy and mirth abound,
While music echoes through the grove—
And heaven and earth combine, to say,
How blest this silver wedding-day.
Of golden sun and mellow skies,
Its lovely landscapes glowing bright
With varying tints of gorgeous dyes;
And dearest friends have gathered round
To bring their offerings of love;
And smiles and joy and mirth abound,
While music echoes through the grove—
And heaven and earth combine, to say,
How blest this silver wedding-day.
Think they, this middle-aged pair,
Standing below the autumn wreath,
With tint of silver in their hair,
But tender smiling eyes beneath,—
Standing below the autumn wreath,
With tint of silver in their hair,
But tender smiling eyes beneath,—
- ↑ Of neighbor friends.
