John Fletcher

(20 December 1579 - 29 August 1625 / Rye, Sussex, England)

Bridal Song - Poem by John Fletcher

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CYNTHIA, to thy power and thee
   We obey.
Joy to this great company!
   And no day
Come to steal this night away
   Till the rites of love are ended,
And the lusty bridegroom say,
   Welcome, light, of all befriended!

Pace out, you watery powers below;
   Let your feet,
Like the galleys when they row,
   Even beat;
Let your unknown measures, set
   To the still winds, tell to all
That gods are come, immortal, great,
   To honour this great nuptial!


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 22, 2012


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