BLACK CAT POEMS
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The Village Wedding
C. B. Langston
Hark! the village bells are ringing;
Some happy youth has won his lass;
See--young girls sweet flowers are flinging,
O'er the ground they both will pass.
, like the radiant sun at morning!
, like the blushing day appears!
His bright and glorious brow adorning
The modest lustre of her tears!
Blest pair! may thus their path be ever!
Their virtues sweetest flowers fling!
And when their hearts unite forever,
May peals of joy through heaven ring!
poems by C. B. Langston