Poems (David)/Golden Wedding of dear Mr. and Mrs. Clark
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GOLDEN WEDDING OF DEAR MR. & MRS. CLARK, BELLE-VUE BUILDING, CHELTENHAM.
TIME has but touched with kindly wing,
Lightly on thy silvery hair:—
Gay garlands did he only fling,
By fifty years ago my fair!
Lightly on thy silvery hair:—
Gay garlands did he only fling,
By fifty years ago my fair!
Soft as the rose on summer morn,
Is alone thy joyous smile;—
And never in thy face is borne
E'en a trace I ween of guile!
Is alone thy joyous smile;—
And never in thy face is borne
E'en a trace I ween of guile!
Then time was young, nor doubt, nor care,
O'er thy fair face a shade had cast;
Fond youth, and love did only bare
The glory of the sunny past!
O'er thy fair face a shade had cast;
Fond youth, and love did only bare
The glory of the sunny past!
Ah! happy autumn day that shone,
Upon our hearts so fond and true;
A warmer, or a happier home,
Surely a human breast ne'er knew!
Upon our hearts so fond and true;
A warmer, or a happier home,
Surely a human breast ne'er knew!
Firm as the ivy wreaths the tree
Within its sure and fast embrace:
So clings my loving heart to thee,
Whene'er I greet thy gentle face!
Within its sure and fast embrace:
So clings my loving heart to thee,
Whene'er I greet thy gentle face!
Smiles and tears have wove their garland,
Around, alas! our varied way:
And oh! we feel a heavenly hand
Is with us on this happy day!
Around, alas! our varied way:
And oh! we feel a heavenly hand
Is with us on this happy day!
Oh! happy be this golden time,
Wreath'd and twin'd in kindred love:—
Oh! thro' my latter days still shine,
Bright hours that may as happy prove!
Wreath'd and twin'd in kindred love:—
Oh! thro' my latter days still shine,
Bright hours that may as happy prove!
Time has swept with passing breath
O'er each happy joyous soul:
And till we lie so cold in death,
Still its tide of love will roll.
O'er each happy joyous soul:
And till we lie so cold in death,
Still its tide of love will roll.