Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus trance His soul unto her service, to repay

Alone with him, and fears to Richly the sacrifice she yields this
Music and silver chimes and
breathe, to speak, day.
sunlit air,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
Freighted with the scent of Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
perchance.
honeyed orange-flower;
But he upon that floral head Music and silver chimes and
Glad, friendly festal faces
looks down, sunlit air,
everywhere.
Noting the misty eyes, the grave Freighted with the scent of
She, rapt from all in this
sweet brow— honeyed orange-flower;
unearthly hour,
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as Glad, friendly festal faces
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
his own, everywhere.
faint-flushed cheek,
And dedicates anew with inward She, rapt from all in this
In bridal beauty moves as in a
vow unearthly hour,
trance
His soul unto her service, to repay With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
Alone with him, and fears to
Richly the sacrifice she yields this faint-flushed cheek,
breathe, to speak,
day. In bridal beauty moves as in a
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
trance
perchance. Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
Alone with him, and fears to
But he upon that floral head
Music and silver chimes and breathe, to speak,
looks down,
sunlit air, Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
Freighted with the scent of perchance.
sweet brow—
honeyed orange-flower; But he upon that floral head
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
Glad, friendly festal faces looks down,
his own,
everywhere. Noting the misty eyes, the grave
And dedicates anew with inward
She, rapt from all in this sweet brow—
vow
unearthly hour, Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
His soul unto her service, to repay
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and his own,
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
faint-flushed cheek, And dedicates anew with inward
day.
In bridal beauty moves as in a vow
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus trance His soul unto her service, to repay
Alone with him, and fears to Richly the sacrifice she yields this
Music and silver chimes and
breathe, to speak, day.
sunlit air,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
Freighted with the scent of Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
perchance.
honeyed orange-flower;
But he upon that floral head Music and silver chimes and
Glad, friendly festal faces
looks down, sunlit air,
everywhere.
Noting the misty eyes, the grave Freighted with the scent of
She, rapt from all in this
sweet brow— honeyed orange-flower;
unearthly hour,
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as Glad, friendly festal faces
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
his own, everywhere.
faint-flushed cheek,
And dedicates anew with inward She, rapt from all in this
In bridal beauty moves as in a
vow unearthly hour,
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
faint-flushed cheek,
In bridal beauty moves as in a
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward
vow
His soul unto her service, to repay
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
day.
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
Music and silver chimes and
sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of
honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces
everywhere.
She, rapt from all in this
unearthly hour,
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
In bridal beauty moves as in a
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve Music and silver chimes and
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave Glad, friendly festal faces
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as She, rapt from all in this
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward
vow
His soul unto her service, to repayIn bridal beauty moves as in a
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
day.
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
Music and silver chimes and
sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of
honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces
everywhere.
She, rapt from all in this
unearthly hour,
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and vow
faint-flushed cheek,
In bridal beauty moves as in a
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward
vow
His soul unto her service, to repay
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
day.
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of
honeyed orange-flower;
everywhere.
unearthly hour,
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
faint-flushed cheek,
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward
His soul unto her service, to repay
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
day.
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
Music and silver chimes and
sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of
honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces
everywhere.
She, rapt from all in this
unearthly hour,
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
faint-flushed cheek,
In bridal beauty moves as in a
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward With cloudlike, cast-back veil and
vow faint-flushed cheek,
His soul unto her service, to repay In bridal beauty moves as in a
Richly the sacrifice she yields this trance
day. Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
Music and silver chimes and perchance.
sunlit air, But he upon that floral head
Freighted with the scent of looks down,
honeyed orange-flower; Noting the misty eyes, the grave
Glad, friendly festal faces sweet brow—
everywhere. Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
She, rapt from all in this his own,
unearthly hour, And dedicates anew with inward
With cloudlike, cast-back veil and vow
faint-flushed cheek,
In bridal beauty moves as in a
trance
Alone with him, and fears to
breathe, to speak,
Lest the rare, subtle spell dissolve
perchance.
But he upon that floral head
looks down,
Noting the misty eyes, the grave
sweet brow—
Doubts if her bliss be perfect as
his own,
And dedicates anew with inward
vow
His soul unto her service, to repay
Richly the sacrifice she yields this
day.
Marriage Bells – Emma Lazarus
Music and silver chimes and
sunlit air,
Freighted with the scent of
honeyed orange-flower;
Glad, friendly festal faces
everywhere.
She, rapt from all in this
unearthly hour,