Here you will find the Poem A Bridal Song of poet Hugh McCrae
SHE is more sparkling beautiful Than dawn-light seen thro? tears The weeping worlds of Paradise Shed down upon the spheres. Her eyes are bright and passionate With love?s immortal flame? The flowers of a wildwood tree In petals write her name. Her breath of life ?s so wondrous sweet The bees halt, in amaze, Their streaming honey-laden fleet Above the meadow ways; And every little singing thing Atween the breasted hill And God?s high-vaulted cloistering Upraises with a will Paeans of laud, and cheery chaunts Of her, who now is mine? Queen-Angel of angelic haunts Thro? months of mead and wine.
