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So shall no canker e'er invade
The bosom of their peaceful shade;
So shall each bright day brighter seem,
When smiling in love's radiant beam.
May each fond wish we breathe them here
Be round them through each future year,
And this glad morning prove to be
The herald of then destiny!
The bosom of their peaceful shade;
So shall each bright day brighter seem,
When smiling in love's radiant beam.
May each fond wish we breathe them here
Be round them through each future year,
And this glad morning prove to be
The herald of then destiny!
