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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=428681" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Bride</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">WEAVE me no wreath of orange blossom,<br>No bridal white shall me adorn;<br>I wear a red rose in my bosom;<br>To-morrow I shall wear the thorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bring me no gauds to deck my beauty,<br>Put by the jewels and the lace;<br>My love to honour and to duty<br>Was plighted ere he saw my face.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I hear his impatient charger neighing,<br>I hear the trumpets blow afar!<br>His comrades ride, as to a Maying,<br>Jesting and splendid to the war.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why is my lady-mother weeping?<br>Why is my father grievèd sore?<br>Oh, love, God have you in His keeping,<br>The day you leave your true-love's door.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gay is the golden harvest spreading,<br>The orchard's all in rose and gold;<br>Who said it was a mournful wedding?<br>My hand in yours, Love, is not cold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Go glad and gay to meet the foeman,<br>I love you to my latest breath;<br>Oh, love, there is no happier woman.<br>See, I am smiling! Love-till death!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Katharine+Tynan">Katharine Tynan</a><div class=q>
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No bridal white shall me adorn;
I wear a red rose in my bosom;
To-morrow I shall wear the thorn.

Bring me no gauds to deck my beauty,
Put by the jewels and the lace;
My love to honour and to duty
Was plighted..."></div>
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