HYMEN.

HYMEN.
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Winds kiss and twine
Leaves of the vine;
Birds meet their mates in the blue.
Heart of the rose
Honey-bee knows,
Heart of my heart knows you!

Rising tides reach
Arms to the beach;
Star mates with star in the blue.
Dawn wols the noon,
Sun weds the moon, iove of my life weds you!
-Marie Van Vorst.