In other climes, 'neath foreign skies,
Your love, your kindness, I shall hold
Dearest amid dear memories.
O eyes grown dim with falling tears!
O lips where Sorrow lays her spell!
The saddest task of all life's years
Is yours—to look and say farewell!
LUCY H. HOOPER.
AUGUSTIN'S, April 7, 1873.