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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=418787" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Happy Couple</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">AFTER these vernal rains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That we so warmly sought,<br>Dear wife, see how our plains</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With blessings sweet are fraught!<br>We cast our distant gaze</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Far in the misty blue;<br>Here gentle love still strays,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Here dwells still rapture true.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thou seest whither go</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yon pair of pigeons white,<br>Where swelling violets blow</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Round sunny foliage bright.<br>'Twas there we gather'd first</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A nosegay as we roved;<br>There into flame first burst</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The passion that we proved.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet when, with plighted troth,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The priest beheld us fare<br>Home from the altar both,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With many a youthful pair,--<br>Then other moons had birth,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And many a beauteous sun,<br>Then we had gain'd the earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whereon life's race to run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A hundred thousand fold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The mighty bond was seal'd;<br>In woods, on mountains cold,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In bushes, in the field,<br>Within the wall, in caves,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And on the craggy height,<br>And love, e'en o'er the waves,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bore in his tube the light.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Contented we remain'd,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">We deem'd ourselves a pair;<br>'Twas otherwise ordain'd,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For, lo! a third was there;<br>A fourth, fifth, sixth appear'd,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And sat around our board;<br>And now the plants we've rear'd</div><div style="margin:10px 0">High o'er our heads have soar'd!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How fair and pleasant looks,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On yonder beauteous spot,<br>Embraced by poplar-brooks,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The newly-finish'd cot!<br>Who is it there that sits</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In that glad home above?<br>Is't not our darling Fritz</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With his own darling love?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Beside yon precipice,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whence pent-up waters steal,<br>And leaving the abyss,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fall foaming through the wheel,<br>Though people often tell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of millers' wives so fair,<br>Yet none can e'er excel</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Our dearest daughter there!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet where the thick-set green</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stands round yon church and sad,<br>Where the old fir-tree's seen</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Alone tow'rd heaven to nod,--<br>'Tis there the ashes lie</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of our untimely dead;<br>From earth our gaze on high</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By their blest memory's led.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">See how yon hill is bright</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With billowy-waving arms!<br>The force returns, whose might</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Has vanquished war's alarms.<br>Who proudly hastens here</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With wreath-encircled brow?<br>'Tis like our child so dear</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thus Charles comes homeward now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That dearest honour'd guest</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is welcom'd by the bride;<br>She makes the true one blest,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At the glad festal tide.<br>And ev'ry one makes haste</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To join the dance with glee;<br>While thou with wreaths hast graced</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The youngest children three.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To sound of flute and horn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The time appears renew'd,<br>When we, in love's young morn,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In the glad dance upstood;<br>And perfect bliss I know</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ere the year's course is run,<br>For to the font we go</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With grandson and with son!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Johann+Wolfgang+von+Goethe">Johann Wolfgang von Goethe</a><div class=q>
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That we so warmly sought,
Dear wife, see how our plains

With blessings sweet are fraught!
We cast our distant gaze

Far in the misty blue;
Here gentle love still strays,

Here dwells still rapture true.

Thou seest whith..."></div>
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