“This monument is erected by his only surviving brother, whose eldest son also perished in the service of his country, as Midshipman in H.M.S. ‘Captain,’ and is commemorated with others in the adjoining recess.”
“Gordon! thou lost ideal of our time,
While men believe not, and belief grows pale,
Before the daring doubters that assail;
We need thy child-like faith, thy gaze sublime,
That pierced the nearer gloom,
And still onward strode
Through death and darkness, seeing only God.”“Servant of Christ, well done,
Praise be thy new employ;
And while eternal ages run,
Rest in thy Saviour’s joy.”
FINIS.
Footnotes.
[57] A work by the Rev. Wm. Arthur, which Gordon presented to me.
[63] The name of our Ragged School.