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 As when of old the smoke of incense, cast On glowing altars, rose in circling wreaths, And He who dwelt between the cherubim Smelled a sweet savor. Thou thyself didst hear, Thou without whom not e'en the sparrow falls; The trust Thou didst accept, and didst command Thy blessing; charge to all good angels Thou Didst give, by night and day, with ceaseless guard All evils to forefend, save such as needs Must be for Virtue's sake, that ever best Thrives while she wrestles, by thy grace made strong. Henceforth, thrice happy pair, although for you Each day new cares may spring and duty set New tasks, with these shall come celestial Peace, And, where God dwells and dear domestic love, Shall nestle and abide. Earth's purest joys, Unsating because pure, there fresh shall spring As o'er you swiftly pass the fleeting years; Till from this earthly Home ye pass to heaven.