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Princess FluffyBritches (Little Upsilon)
09 Jan 2009 08:33
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I am ecstatic to announce that i, Dubhthaigh, am to be married in real life to WildEyes, a member of SNA on Little Upsilon.
We first met in Chat over a year ago, and since then it has been an intense relationship that could only lead to this one joyious moment.
Whilst the plans for the ceremony, honeymoon and subsequent living arrangements have yet to be finalised, i would like to invite as many of our friends in this game to the event as possible.
I would like to dedicate my favorite poem to her on this occasion:
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Hope to hear from you all soon, will keep you posted.
Happy days! Dub and Wild.
XxX
We first met in Chat over a year ago, and since then it has been an intense relationship that could only lead to this one joyious moment.
Whilst the plans for the ceremony, honeymoon and subsequent living arrangements have yet to be finalised, i would like to invite as many of our friends in this game to the event as possible.
I would like to dedicate my favorite poem to her on this occasion:
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
Hope to hear from you all soon, will keep you posted.
Happy days! Dub and Wild.
XxX
