TO CORA STEWART, OF GALVESTON.ON HER WEDDING-DAY.
Dear Cora, my spirit yearns over you now,As the warm light of love flushes up to your brow, And rosily tinges your cheek;With a tenderness only a woman can feel,And I fervently breathe, as I silently kneel, A prayer that no language can speak.
Your feet are just crossing the shadowy line,Where the orange and myrtle their fragrance combine, And fill the soft air with perfume;A new light is breaking to-day in your sky,The old happy life is forever laid by, Fresh flowers are bursting in bloom.
May the beautiful beam of God's radiant loveEver shine through the blue that is bending above,
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