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Robert Laurence Binyon - The Bridal
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When we said ``I am thine`` and ``I am thine,``
 We were as children crying a delight
 Their hearts indeed divine
 But cannot understand
 The perfect wholeness of its depth and height;
 Urged by a power beyond our reach
 Our tongues outran our hearts in speech:
 But now, O now, when we together stand
 And lay each trusting hand in hand,
 At last within our hearts the rose
 Of love doth fearfully unclose
 To the full meaning of our marriage vow.
 We give not to each other only now
 But both are given to one spirit that knows
 Our hearts more deeply than we know, and lies
 A peace within our peace, and beautifies
 Hope, and is wronged in our unhappiness,
 Weeps with our tears and suffers in our sighs,
 And waits to--day our kiss to solemnize.
 O my beloved, my Bride,
 Lo where we stand, for whom in love and pride
 Unnumbered generations wooed and died;
 Their prayers are on us and our heads they bless;
 And lo, the generations all to come
 Wait for us, praying dumb,
 That we be true, and from this day may rise
 Life`s lovely loyalties
 To bind us ever nearer: Cicely,
 Take all I am, would it were worthy thee!
 And in thy love O make it so to be.
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