<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Nettie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now has the spring her treasures all unbound,<br> The earth has put her wedding-garment on,<br> And, robed in light, with flowers and verdure crowned,<br> Comes forth in joy to meet the bridegroom sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thou, too, in thy young life's first bloom and pride,<br> Joyous as spring, fresh as the morning air,<br> Fair as the flowers of May, comest forth a bride,<br> And bowest thy head, Love's golden chain to wear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Were mine the power, thy course of life should be<br> Serene and tranquil as the summer sky.<br> No wintry blast should rudely visit thee,<br> No tear of sorrow ever dim thine eye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And when that hour should come, as come it must,<br> And thy long summer day draw to its close,<br> Filled with immortal hope and heavenly trust<br> Thou like the sun shouldst sink to thy repose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Vain wish, for cloudless skies, life without tears!<br> A wiser, higher power controls thy fate.<br> Sorrow and joy are each his ministers;<br> And each alike on human footsteps wait.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Seek then his aid who was a man of grief,<br> Who bore the cross and won a crown for thee,<br> And thou shalt walk the troubled sea of life,<br> As once he walked the Sea of Galilee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Lynch+Botta">Anne Lynch Botta</a> from <i>Poems</i><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=115347" data-title="To Nettie de Anne Lynch Botta" data-description="Now has the spring her treasures all unbound,/ The earth has put her wedding-garment on,/ And, robed in light, with flowers and verdure crowned,/ Comes forth in joy to meet the bridegroom sun./ Thou, too, in thy young life's first bloom and pr..."></div> </div> </div>

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