BETA

“ When Faith and Love, which parted
from thee never,1
Had ripened thy just soul to dwell
with God,2
Meekly thou didst resign this earthly
load3
Of death, called life, which us from
life doth sever.4
Thy works, and alms, and all thy good
endeavour,5
Stayed not behind, nor in the grave
were trod ;6
But, as Faith pointed with her golden
rod,7
Followed thee up to joy and bliss for
ever.8
Love led them on ; and Faith, who knew
them best9
Thy handmaids, clad them o’er with
purple beams10
And azure wings, that up they flew so
drest,11
And spake the truth of thee on glorious
themes12
Before the Judge ; who thenceforth bid
thee rest,13
And drink thy fill of pure immortal
streams.”14