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Rh He threw his arms around the blushing; Maid In queenly garment and in gems arrayed, A while was silent, then in rapture cried, "Come, my daughter! Come, thou destined bride Of, Lord of All—this glorious band Of Saints have sought thee at the God's command, And I thy Sire this happy day obtain The best reward a father's wish would gain! " Then to the Saints he cried:—"Pure Hermits, see The Spouse of greets your company! " They looked in rapture on the Maid, and poured Their fullest blessing on her Heavenly Lord; So low she bowed, the gems that decked her hair And sparkled in her ear fell loosened there; Then with sweet modesty and joy opprest 8he hid her blushes on the Lady's breast, Who cheered the mother weeping for her child, Her own dear, till again she smiled— Such bliss and glory should be hers above, Yea, mighty 's undivided love.

They named the fourth for 's nuptial day; Then sped the Sages on their homeward way: And thanked by with a gracious eye Sought their bright rest amid the stars on high. Through all those weary days the lover sighed To wind his fond arms round his gentle bride— Oh, if the Lord of Heaven could find no rest, Think, think how Love—strong Love,—can tear a mortal's breast!