From its half-divided chain?”
“Little skills it where or how,
If thou comest then or now,
With a smooth or angry brow;”
“Come thou must, and we must die
Jesus, Saviour, stand thou by
When that last sleep seals our eye.”
The rich, sweet utterance of the last verse was indescribable, and Joan’s face was turned away, while Dulcibel found her own eyes suddenly moist. A short silence followed before she said—
“I don’t believe you left out a single line.”
“Yes, dear; I left out two verses.”