Poems (Angier)/Epithalamium
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EPITHALAMIUM.
Cloudless ray and carol gayWelcomed in our wedding-day; Calm life's ocean spread before us; Benedicite, was the chorusAs we sped our onward way.
Skilful pilot, prosperous gale,Ne'er was rent the silken sail; For one breath hath fanned it ever, Bark thus borne becalmed is never;The breeze true love—this cannot fail.
Content the name we early gaveTo our frail craft, which Time's rough wave Hath ploughed for years with steady keel; And now, though age doth o'er us steal,We shrink not, though the tempest rave.
For Death, with cold, yet friendly hand,But steers us to a pleasant land, The port of Peace, called Heaven! Hail to the storm, if there we're driven,To furl our sail on that bright strand.