His hopes, on heavenward pinion soaring,
And with him knelt in humble prayer,
The Christian’s God adoring.
The sacred tie has made them one,
That tie which death alone can part,
Love’s circlet on her hand hath shone,
Love’s torch within her heart;
And she hath quitted that wild shore
Her tearful eyes shall view no more,
And, wafted by the western wind,