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Thou feel't in mytic rapture, O Bride that know't no guile, The Prince's weeteft kies, The Prince's loveliet mile; Unfading lilies, bracelets Of living pearl thine own; The is ever near thee, The Bridegroom thine alone. The Crown is He to guerdon, The Buckler to protect, And He Himelf the Manion, And He the Architect.