That half-angelic being still must fade
Till all the angel in the mind be made;—
And now the closing scene will shortly come— 340
She cannot visit sorrow at her home;
But still she feeds the hungry; still prepares
The usual softeners of the peasant’s cares;
And, though she prays not with the dying now,
She teaches them to die, and shows them how.
“Such is my tale, dear Richard, but, that told,