BRIDAL OFFERINGTO MISS BETTIE ELDRIDGE,On her Wedding-day.
Before you speak the sacred vow That binds you as a wife,Turn once again the pages of Your happy, maiden life:Have you no tearful glance to fling Back through your father's door—The dear old home from which you turn For ever, evermore?
Is there no thought unspoken now That you may wish revealed,When silence on your rosy lips The bridal vow has sealed?No withered rose you still may hold, Too dear to throw away;
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