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THE ring is on my hand,
And the wreath is on my brow;
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Satins and jewels grand
Are all at my command,
And I am happy now.
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And my lord he loves me well;
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But, when first he breathed his vow,
I felt my bosom swell,
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For the words rang as a knell,
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And the voice seemed his who fell
In the battle down the dell,
And who is happy now.
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But he spoke to reassure me,
And he kissed my pallid brow,
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While a revery came o’re me,
And to the church-yard bore me,
And I sighed to him before me,
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Thinking him dead D’Elormie,
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“Oh, I am happy now!”
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And thus the words were spoken,
And this the plighted vow;
And though my faith be broken,
And though my heart be broken,
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Here is a ring, as token
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That I am happy now! [page 13:]
Would God I could awaken!
For I dream I know not how,
And my soul is sorely shaken
Lest an evil step be taken,
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Lest the dead who is forsaken
May not be happy now.
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Notes:
None.
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[S:1 - SW94, 1895] - Edgar Allan Poe Society of Baltimore - Works - Bridal Ballad (Stedman and Woodberry, 1895)