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A BRIDE by MELEAGER

First Line: BRIDEGROOM NONE BUT DEATH ALONE
Last Line: LIT THE DEAD HER DOWNWARD WAY.
Subject(s): BRIDES;
Bridegroom none but death alone
Has my Clearista won,
So to loose her virgin zone.

Yester eve the flutes blew sweet,
Bridegroom and the bride to greet,
And the bridal doors were beat.

Now at dawn they sound again,
But another sadder strain,
Hymen's song is hushed in pain;

And the torch that flared so gay,
Lighting up her bride's array,
Lit the dead her downward way.



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