The die is cast, come weal, come woe
To lives join together
For better or for worse, the link
Which naught but death can sever
The die is cast, come grief, come joy
If love but binds the mystic tie
Blest is bridal hour
To keep your marriage brimming with love in the wedding cup, whenever you are wrong, admit it, whenever you are right, shut up!
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