May this marriage be blessed.
May this marriage be as sweet as milk and
honey.
May this marriage be as intoxicating as
old wine.
May this marriage be fruitful like a date tree.
May this marriage be full of laughter and
everyday a paradise.
May this marriage be a seal of compassion
for here and hereafter.
May this marriage be as welcome as the
full moon in the night sky.
Listen lovers, now you go on, as I become
silent and kiss this blessed night.

There is no more lovely, friendly and charming relationship, communion or company than a good marriage.

Oh, all
Know love is woman's happiness.

Lifelong fidelity is possible, a love that never ends is possible, happiness is possible in marriage, which God himself created and Christ has sanctified.

And for yourself, may the gods grant you
Your heart's desire, a husband and a home,
And the blessing of a harmonious life.
For nothing is greater or finer than this,
When a man and woman live together
With one heart and mind, bringing joy
To their friends and grief to their foes.

The voice that breathed o'er Eden,
That earliest wedding day,
The primal marriage blessing,
It hath not passed away.

Jesu, joy of man's desiring,
Holy wisdom, love most bright;
Drawn by Thee, our souls aspiring
Soar to uncreated light.

Word of God, our flesh that fashioned,
With the fire of life impassioned,
Striving still to truth unknown,
Soaring, dying round Thy throne.

Through the way where hope is guiding,
Hark, what peaceful music rings;
Where the flock, in Thee confiding,
Drink of joy from deathless springs.

Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown.

Theirs is beauty's fairest pleasure;
Theirs is wisdom's holiest treasure.
Thou dost ever lead Thine own
In the love of joys unknown.

Keen are the pangs
Of hapless love, and passion unapprov'd:
But where consenting wishes meet, and vows
Reciprocally breath'd, confirm the tie,
Joy rolls on joy, an inexhausted stream!
And virtue crowns the sacred scene.

Marriage—yes, it is the supreme felicity of life. I concede it. And it is also the supreme tragedy of life. The deeper the love, the surer the tragedy.

Sensual pleasures have the fleeting brilliance of a comet; a happy marriage has the tranquility of a lovely sunset.

A good marriage is a gift from God.

Like blood, like good, and like agen make the happiest marriage.

Why dost thou like a Roman vestal make The whole long year unmarriageable May,
And, like the phoenix, no companion take To share the wasteful burthen of decay?
See this rich climate, where the airs that blow Are heavenly suspirings, and the skies
Steep day from head to heel in summer glow, And moons make mellow mornings as they rise;
As brides white-veiled that come to marry earth, Now each mist-morning sweet July attires,
Now moon-night mists are not of earthly birth, But silver smoke blown down from heavenly fires.
Skies kiss the earth, clouds join the land and sea,
All Nature marries, only thou art free.