Nor did there on the other side, I ween, <br />Forms though more soft, less heav'nly appear; <br />Conjugal Love and Concord still were seen, <br />Becoming Meekness and Submission near; <br />Next Truth, a window in her naked breast, <br />Modesty and Prudence ever judging right, <br />Piety, adding lustre to the rest, <br />And heav'n-born Charity appear'd in sight; <br />Blest is the Maid whose paths these virtues guide, <br />Happy! thrice happy He possess'd of such a Bride!<br /><br />Richard Owen Cambridge<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/on-the-marriage-of-his-royal-highness-frederick-prince-of-wales-extract/
