O BRIDESMAID, ere the happy knot was tied, Thine eyes so wept that they could hardly see; Thy sister smiled and said, 'No tears for me! A happy bridesmaid makes a happy bride.' And then, the couple standing side by side, Love lighted down between them full of glee, And over his left shoulder laugh'd at thee, 'O happy bridesmaid, make a happy bride.' And all at once a pleasant truth I learn'd, For while the tender service made thee weep, I loved thee for the tear thou couldst not hide, And prest thy hand, and knew the press return'd, And thought, 'My life is sick of single sleep: O happy bridesmaid, make a happy bride!' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HIS OWNE EPITAPH by FRANCOIS VILLON ROCK ME TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN BEFORE ACTION by WILLIAM NOEL HODGSON SNOWFLAKES by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW MY HAPPINESS by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 45 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH VOID IN LAW by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING |