Celtic wedding vow

Morgan Llywelyn

You cannot possess me for I belong to myself,
But while we both wish it, I give you that which is mine to give
You cannot command me, for I am a free person,
But I shall serve you in those ways you require and
The honeycomb will taste sweeter coming from my hand.

I pledge to you that yours will be the name
I cry aloud in the night and the eyes into which I smile in the morning.
I pledge to you the first bite of my meat and the first drink from my cup
I pledge to you my living and my dying, each equally in your care
I shall be a shield for your back and you for mine
I shall not slander you, nor you me
I shall honor you above all others, and
When we quarrel we shall do so in private and
Tell no strangers our grievances.

This is my wedding vow to you
This is the marriage of equals.

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