On A Girl’s Wedding Poem by Aziz Ahmad 'Aziz Moradabadi'

Why, my girl, do you wither?
I bless you, just come hither.
I ma on Poesy’s wings;
In your wedding music rings.

May yours be a happy life!
May you be a worthy wife!
May you be you husband’s pride!
May you be his sweetest bride!

May you both love each other!
May you both ply life further!
May you both never suffer!
May you both never differ!

May you be his lone spirit!
May you please him with your wit!
May you win him with your tact!
May you with him live compact!

May he in thought be your friend!
May he never you offend! !
May you and he be as one!
May you and he will live on!

Do not worry, do not quail;
This change-over you should hail.
May your in-laws rain on you
Love and honour! So, adieu!

Why, my girl, do you wither?
In bloom you should be rather.
I am on Prophecy’s wings;
Tidings good your future brings.