Still side by side

C. Stanford

When at the altar

Together kneeling

To Heaven appealing,

My loving wife,

Without one falter

Of faith, we plighted,

With hands united

Our troth through life.

And now, though anguish

Our souls has smitten,

Sad records written

On cheek and brow;

Doth our love languish?

Ah no! but nearer,

Mavrone, and dearer

Our hearts beat now.

And though hereafter

Inconstant fortune

With cruel sporting

Our lot deride;

Her mocking laughter

Can never grieve us,

If she but leave us

Still side by side.

That prayer be granted!

And closer leaning,

Each other screening

From ev'ry blast,

We'll face undaunted

Life's wintriest weather,

And fall together,

Love-linked, at last.