No cloud turned out for thee its silver lining,

No rainbow followed rain.

Nourished mid hardness, learning patience slowly

As hearts must do which know no other food,

Duty and Memory, companions holy,

Shared thy bleak solitude.

Cold touch of Memory, strong chill hand of Duty,

These held thee fast and ruled thee to the end,

Until, with smile mysterious in its beauty,

Came Death, rewarding friend.