....And may her bridegroom bring her to a house...

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auspicious greetings at the doorway |
... where all's accustomed ceremonious...
...How but in custom and in ceremony...
...Are innocence and beauty born ?
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the double happiness symbol used for wedding ceremonies |
...Ceremony's a name for the rich horn...
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whisper sweet nothings, eat sweet somethings .... |
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tea ceremony |
...And custom for the spreading laurel tree.
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the laurel tree |
Verse taken from WB Yeats A Prayer for my Daughter
.....And may her bridegroom bring her to a house
Where all's accustomed, ceremonious;
For arrogance and hatred are the wares
Peddled in the thoroughfares
How but in custom and in ceremony
Are innocence and beauty born?
Ceremony's a name for the rich horn,
And custom for the spreading laurel tree.