Poyser’s, and most of those who had a holiday appeared in their best clothes at the wedding. I think there was hardly an inhabitant of Hayslope specially mentioned in this history and still resident in the parish on this November morning who was not either in church to see Adam and Dinah married, or near the church door to greet them as they came forth.
Nina Alexandrovna and Lebedeff tried to persuade him to have the wedding in St.
During this unavoidable lapse of time the bridegroom, in proof of his eagerness, was expected to expose himself alone to the gaze of the assembled company; and Archer had gone through this formality as resignedly as through all the others which made of a nineteenth century New York wedding a rite that seemed to belong to the dawn of history.
There was one time of the year which was held in Raveloe to be especially suitable for a wedding. It was when the great lilacs and laburnums in the old-fashioned gardens showed their golden and purple wealth above the lichen-tinted walls, and when there were calves still young enough to want bucketfuls of fragrant milk.
“Why is it Marie’s in lilac, as bad as black, at a wedding?” said Madame Korsunskaya.
So the Princess was brought, “the fairest woman under the moon.” And she, sore afraid at the anger and threats of Godrich, durst not do aught to oppose the wedding. So were they “espoused fair and well” by the Archbishop of York, and Havelok took his bride home to Grimsby.
“Pray heaven she may be true to him and the wedding be a gay one ‘back i’ the town!”‘
“Madam,” answered the rector, in great perplexity, “this strange occurrence brings to my mind a marriage sermon of the famous Bishop Taylor, wherein he mingles so many thoughts of mortality and future woe, that, to speak somewhat after his own rich style, he seems to hang the bridal chamber in black, and cut the wedding garment out of a coffin pall.
My moralisings were cut short by my entering a village, and, it being about the hour of noon, finding myself in the thick of a village wedding.
The wedding was duly performed and the young couple sat down to the wedding-feast.
Casaubon, returning from their wedding journey, arrived at Lowick Manor in the middle of January.
I’m awfully sorry in one way–but oh, won’t it be splendid to have a real wedding in the family?