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ON THE MARRIAGE OF MISS HELEN DOUGLAS (DAUGHTER OF HUGH DOUGLAS, ESQ., LATE OF DEMERARA), TO DAVID REID, ESQ., AYR.
Her soft, luxuriant, raven hair, in darker glory flows,
Beneath the chaplet of pale flowers, which mid its splendour glows;
And never gleamed the orange bloom above a fairer face,
So captivatingly endowed with beauty's every grace.
The bridal robes which round her fall, in folds of glistening light,
Out-rival not her gentle brow, in stainlessness of white;
And yet, the glossy midnight tress, jet fringed and star-bright eyes,
Awaken dreams of other climes, 'neath brighter, warmer skies.
Beneath the chaplet of pale flowers, which mid its splendour glows;
And never gleamed the orange bloom above a fairer face,
So captivatingly endowed with beauty's every grace.
The bridal robes which round her fall, in folds of glistening light,
Out-rival not her gentle brow, in stainlessness of white;
And yet, the glossy midnight tress, jet fringed and star-bright eyes,
Awaken dreams of other climes, 'neath brighter, warmer skies.
Not in a land of orange groves, and birds of brilliant plume,
Where Nature scatters all around one luxury of bloom;
Where gorgeous butterfly-like flowers entangle every tread,
Is she, the lovely and beloved, now to the altar led.
Where Nature scatters all around one luxury of bloom;
Where gorgeous butterfly-like flowers entangle every tread,
Is she, the lovely and beloved, now to the altar led.
