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As when of old the smoke of incense, cast
On glowing altars, rose in circling wreaths,
And He who dwelt between the cherubim
Smelled a sweet savor. Thou thyself didst hear,
Thou without whom not e'en the sparrow falls;
The trust Thou didst accept, and didst command
Thy blessing; charge to all good angels Thou
Didst give, by night and day, with ceaseless guard
All evils to forefend, save such as needs
Must be for Virtue's sake, that ever best
Thrives while she wrestles, by thy grace made strong.
Henceforth, thrice happy pair, although for you
Each day new cares may spring and duty set
New tasks, with these shall come celestial Peace,
And, where God dwells and dear domestic love,
Shall nestle and abide. Earth's purest joys,
Unsating because pure, there fresh shall spring
As o'er you swiftly pass the fleeting years;
Till from this earthly Home ye pass to heaven.