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Jealousy is the grave of affection. The presence of mistrust, where confidence is due, touches with its mildew the flowers of Eden, and scatters love's petals to decay.
The bridal altar is the verge of a new existence, wherein the old is fading out, and the new coming in. Two mortals are to unite in one hope, one freedom, one joy, walking the long path together.
Be not in haste to take the vow, “until death do us part.” Consider well its obligations, its responsibilities, and its relations to your own growth and your influence on other lives; but when your vows are taken, preserve them stainless.
