Did love thee, dearest! with such tenderness,
In thy last hour was absent from thee too!
Well, all is right—and we must acquiesce
In God’s most wise appointments, and confess
That he doth all things well—so let it be!
Yes, holy Father! and thy name we bless,
That our sweet sister was so dear to thee—
One of thy chosen ones, from all eternity!
XXXI.
But she was not alone when death was near;