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CII.

O Day of Happiness.

O day of happiness! O blissful hour! She comes across the fields whom all men bless.Behind her buds of gladness spring and flower, O day of happiness! Lightly she moves, and hardly seems to pressThe solid earth, yet with her joy and power Flow free to lift the lowly in distress.And she is mine: she leaves her maiden bower For me, O wonder! Little winds caressAnd kiss her curling hair; O blissful hour, O day of happiness!

Mary E. Richmond

CIII.

Consummation.

The perfect night is here; each shining star Beams at its brightest, and the rolling sphereIs full of dim enchantments from afar: The perfect night is here! O Lord of Love and Life! in holy fearI kneel and pray, no dissonance may mar The marriage of our spirits; draw Thou near,Thou knowest, Father, what Thy children are; Make Thou this day of marvels yet more dear;For now, soft curtained in her glancing car, The perfect night is here.

Mary E. Richmond

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