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And all these years have left me still, 

 Unaltered with a changeless care 



For you, and yet the hidden will 

 Has doomed my life beyond repair. 



And now you have thought well to take 

 Some hand, some other than mine own, 



God grant that you with him may make 

 A noble and a happy home. 



God grant that that celestial fire, 

 That raises man to higher spheres, 



May both your souls with love inspire. 

 And guide you through this world of tears. 



And should your children's voices bring 

 Around your home that pure delight 



That sounds with such a heavenly ring, 

 May all your lives be fair and bright. 



And I who never wished you harm, 

 May my sad shadow never dwell 



Across your life so still and calm. 

 But wait unseen till all is well. 



