into peace eternal; Till from all desire
we’re freed, And perceive Thy Light supernal.
Speed thee now to realm of bliss; Cast from
thee all thought of strife; Tho each eye thy face
will miss; And we mourn thee all our life!
Transcriber’s notes
1. Silently corrected typographical errors and inconsistencies; retained non-standard spelling.
2. Illustrated drop caps have not been retained.
3. Plate IV was moved to page 43.