THE BRIDE.
Here comes the bride! Softly the cadent notes steal o'er the air, As on her father's arm, A picture of sweet charm, A lovely bright-eyed maid, a vision fair, Enters, the bride. Radiant, the bride. A flower so pure and rare. Her joy' complete. Mere words cannot express Her dazzling loveliness, As up the aisle, her tall lover to me^t. Moves the fair bride. Dear is the bride. And loved by all who knew her gentleness. Her nature good and true, Bright as the sparkling dew, Transformed by love of wondrous tenderness. Dear is the bride. God bless the bride. May her life sheltered be from every care And from the storms that blow. May love e'er reign below. With him, united stand, trials and joy to share. God bless the bride. —" C.M."
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New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 21036, 21 November 1931, Page 6 (Supplement)
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135THE BRIDE. New Zealand Herald, Volume LXVIII, Issue 21036, 21 November 1931, Page 6 (Supplement)
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