It clings around the cherished name
It first rejoic’d to know was thine—
In bliss or sorrow—wrong or shame,
For ever yours—for ever mine.
I cling to thee as guide and friend—
The plighted guardian of my heart—
Whose presence doth a brightness lend,
That leaves a sadness when apart.
The love I know, the joy I feel,
As closely with thy Fate entwin’d—