As They Passed

Within Love's chariot, side by side,
Sweetness and Strength did never ride
More perfectly personified:

One of the dearest Angels out
Of Heaven, the Bride was, beyond doubt
And his a Manhood fit to be
The mortal Mansion of some deity.

All eyes, like jewels, on them hung
Glowing with precious life,
As at her Husband's side she clung,
The nestled, new-made Wife!
Glad were they in the happiness they gave,
But in their own proud pleasure they were grave.