Rich in the charities of life,
Man in his strength, and Woman in her grace;
In purity and love their pilgrim road they trod,
And when they served their neighbor felt they served their God.”
XXIX.
This may not wake the poet’s verse,
This souls of fire may ne’er rehearse
In crowd-delighting voice;
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Yet o’er the record shall the patriot bend,
His quiet praise the moralist shall lend,