Classic Poem

God with honour hang your head,
Groom, and grace you, bride, your bed
With lissome scions, sweet scions,┬░
Out of hallowed bodies bred.

Each be other's comfort kind:
Deep, deeper than divined,
Divine charity, dear charity,
Fast you ever, fast bind.

Then let the March tread our ears:
I to him turn with tears┬░
Who to wedlock, his wonder wedlock,
Deals triumph and immortal years.