'TIS said, the orange-flowers thou wilt wear;
That from the home of childhood thou wilt pass,
To prove thy chosen one heart of the world,
Whose smile of love to thee is all in all.

Go forth, O maiden; bud of promise fair,
On which in fondness beams a mother's eye,
Watching each leaf of loveliness expand-
Go forth, and blossom as the perfect wife!
Go forth, O blessèd flower of womanhood!
With all the graces Virtue calls her own,
And keep their fragrance pure as sanctity,
Wherewith to sweeten ever heart and home.

Go forth, O maiden! as a Heaven-blest bride,
And, for each kiss of those thou bidd'st farewell,
May from the heart of thy Beloved spring up
Joys of affection, fadeless as the stars.

Be Love the guardian-angel of thy life!
In whose bright footprints evermore shall spring
Blossoms that ripen into Angel-fruits,

And be Thy ways the paths of perfect peace!

For a fond mother's glance, a sister's voice,
A brother's strong affection, mayst thou find,
Concentrated in one true, trusting heart,
All that is known in heaven and earth by love.

Go forth; and may the blessing of the bard,
And sacred benediction of the priest,
And prayers that fall from lips of those that love,
Be heard, and answer'd by a sign from God!
ROWLAND BROWN.
Songs and Poems. (D. Bogue.)

GOD be with them!-while they stand,
Heart in heart as hand in hand,
Breathing first to Heav'n above
Holy vows of faith and love.

God be with them!-when they go,
By the path His love will show,
Each to work with ready will
What they must for Him fulfil.

God be with them !—while they share
All He gives of toil and care;
Making glad whate'er they do
With affection kind and true.

God be with them!-while they sing
'Mid the blessings time may bring!
Rising then on wings of praise
To the Light of all their days.

God be with them!-while they pray
Through a dark and troubled day;
Learning then in pain and loss
How to share their Master's cross.

God be with them!—when they know
All that this world can bestow;
Looking then for deathless Love
In a better Home above.

L. TUTTIETT.

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"Rest in the Lord, and wait patiently for him.". Ps. xxxvii. 7.

REST in the Lord-from harps above
The music seems to thrill-
Rest in his everlasting love,

Rest and be still.

Rest thou, who claimest for thine own

Thy chosen bride to-day, Affianced in his faith alone

Thy bride for aye.

And thou, whose trustful hand is given.
Avouching here thy spouse,
Rest, for a Father seals in heaven
His children's vows.

Rest ye, who cluster round them both
To mingle praise and prayers;
Your God affirms the plighted troth,
Your God and theirs.

Rest, for the Heavenly Bridegroom here
Is standing by your side,

And in this union draws more near
His mystic bride.

Rest in the Lord-thrice Holy Dove,
In us thy word fulfil-

Rest in his everlasting love,

Rest and be still.

Angel wings, a guard of light
O'er the peaceful home by night;
Angels' steps to tend the way
Onward, heavenward, day by day :
Co-eternal Three in One,

Seal the nuptial benison.

Hear our prayer: this union be
Ratified, O God, by thee;

This another link entwined

Hearts and homes and heaven to bind

In that mystic chain of love,
Holding us, but held above;
Knitting all that world to this,
Eden's bloom to glory's bliss:

Co-eternal Three in One,
Seal the nuptial benison.

Three in One, and One in Three,
Blessedness is blessing thee;
While we pour in chant and hymn
Full hearts, flowing o'er the brim,—
Water by thy power benign
Blushing as celestial wine,-
Till within the golden gates,
Where the Lamb his bridal waits,
We with all the white-robed throngs
Sing the heavenly Song of Songs.
E. H. BICKERSTETH.

"Being heirs together of the grace of life."-1 Pet. iii. 7.

ERE the words of peace and love
Breathed on earth are borne above,
While their echo, soft and clear,
Lingers on the trancèd ear,—
Catch upon your lips the strain,
Swell the notes of prayer again,
Prayer with benedictions fraught,
Passing words and passing thought:
Co-eternal Three in One,
Seal the nuptial benison.

Blessings from the earth beneath,
Fruits and flowers in woven wreath ;
Balmy dews that heaven distils
On the everlasting hills;