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LENARE: A STORY OF THE SOUTHERN REVOLUTION: 18. THE NUPTIALS, by                    
First Line: Twelve hours passed -- the grave had closed
Last Line: But wind as one through time forever.
Subject(s): American Civil War; Confederate States Of America; Death; Love; Plays & Playwrights; U.s. - History; Women; Confederacy; Dead, The


Twelve hours passed -- the grave had closed,
Where Hargrave's stiffened limbs reposed;
Lenare had dropped her farewell tear
Upon her martyred father's bier;
Had left her childhood's fallen home,
With him she loved so well, to roam.
With signet ring, the guard they passed, --
The captive maid was free at last;
Free in her own dear "Dixie" land,
Where waited Walter's gallant band.
With tears of pleasure, glad and wild,
Old faithful Fleta met her child;
The one lone idol whom she prest
In worship to her sable breast.
The stars shone clearly bright in heaven,
Their beams of silver light were given
To gild the bonds of wedded love,
With radiant glory from above.
They knelt in holy rapture there,
The chieftain brave -- the maiden fair --
The knightly legion gathered round
In silence. No discordant sound
Awoke the echoes of the wood,
Where all the brave twelve hundred stood.
The man of God, a solemn prayer
Breathed over Walter and Lenare --
The spoken vow -- the golden band --
The clinging pressure of the hand --
Two loving hearts are bound for life --
The maid is now the chieftain's wife.
Their earthly paths no more shall sever,
But wind as one through time forever.




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