Of him who thought to die unmourned, ’t will fall
Like choicest music; fill the glazing eye
With gentle tears; relax the knotted band
To know the bonds of fellowship again.
Talfourd.
O, sweet it is, through life’s dark way
In Christian fellowship to move,
Illumed by one unclouded ray,
And one in faith, in hope, in love.
Charlotte Elizabeth.