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Updated: June 12, 2025
Why, we are all here, all except Hammerfeldt, who looks down from heaven, and Coralie who is coming presently to sing us the wedding-song. Even Victoria's Baron is here, and Victoria's sobs of terror are in my ears again. Bederhof and his fellows are behind me. The real and the unreal, the dummies and the men, they are all here, each in his place in the tableau.
For it is my wedding-morning! I remember you had to stretch out the 'mor' a bit. Deuced awkward, if you hadn't laid in enough breath. 'The Yeoman's Wedding-Song. That was it. I knew it was some chappie or other's. And it went on 'And the bride in something or other is doing something I can't recollect. Well, what I mean is, now it's my wedding-morning! Rummy, when you come to think of it, what?
"I thank thee, my Isabella," said he, with a voice that trembled with excess of happiness. "Yes, this is the voice of love; thou hast answered me with our wedding-song. In this melody is drowned every bitter remembrance of my life; the discords of the past have melted into richest harmony for thou returnest my love. A thousand times I thank thee; this hour is sacred to me forever.
And to his mood he wrote it, eloquently, beautifully, charged with the passion of that joy which he realized in imagination, but could not find in his stormy life. I read it two or three days later at Artenberg. "Hey for the wedding-song and one night more!" he cried. We rolled off, we three, in Varvilliers' carriage. There was no doubt that they practised the marriage-song.
Sit down and write out the song as far as you can, explain your behavior truthfully, and they will think it all a good joke. No sooner said than done! I had time enough, and found a blank piece of paper and here is the result! I place it in these fair hands, an impromptu wedding-song, if you will accept it!"
The hour that should have been so sweet and quiet in the "fragrant chamber adorned for love" of the wedding-song, is turned to strain and dreadfulness. "God help me!" wails her passionate alarm, "What must I hear? What testimony from your own lips! In your wish to beguile me, you have announced my lamentable doom! The condition you forsook, your highest happiness lay bound in that.
But the prettiest moment was when the two brides rose and touched glasses, mutually and to the health of the company, apropos of a little wedding-song which Fortnoye had composed and was trolling at the head our willing chorus. I have arrived at Marly, and, with the ssistance of much sarcasm from Hohenfels, am getting on with considerable spirit at my Progressive Geography.
Dey dressed de Lamb all up in white, God done gin His 'sent. Oh, wasn't dat a happy day, Oh, wasn't dat a happy day, Good Lawd, Oh, wasn't dat a happy day, De ma'ige of de Lamb!" The wailing minor of the beginning broke into a joyous chorus at the end, and Gideon wept and laughed in turn, for it was his wedding-song.
The chorus limped to its end and the student left the coach to some curious reflections. "Eros anikate machan!" "Oh Love, unconquered in fight!" It sang in her ears persistently, joyously, ironically a wedding-song, a battle-song, a song of victory. Bastian Cautley was right when he said that the race was to the swift and the battle to the strong.
The title was "Adam and Eve's Wedding-Song," and the principal verses are given to show what roughness pervaded the home on the frontier: The woman was not taken from Adam's feet, we see, So we must not abuse her, the meaning seems to be. The woman was not taken from Adam's head, we know; To show she must not rule him 'tis evidently so.
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