Bridal Song

~John Ford~

Comforts lasting,
loves increasing,
Like soft hours
never ceasing:

Plenty’s pleasure,
peace complying,
Without jars,
or tongues envying;

Hearts by holy union wedded,
More than theirs by custom bedded;

Fruitful issues;
life so graced,

No
t
by
age
to
be
def
ace
d,
Bu
ddi
ng,
as
the
yea
r
ens
u’th
,
Eve
ry
spri
ng
ano
ther

you
th:
All
wh
at
tho
ugh
t
can

add

bes
ide
Cr
ow
n
this

bri
deg
roo
m
and

this

bri
de!

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