“We knew thee from thy childhood, princely maid;
We watched thy growing greatness hour by hour:
Palm-like thy Faith uprose: beneath its shade
Successive every virtue came to flower.
“Good-will was thine, like fount that overflows
Its marge, and clothes with green the thirsty sod:
Good thoughts, like angels, from thy bosom rose,
And winged through golden airs their way to God.
“To Goodness, Reverence, Honor, from the first
Thy soul was vowed. It was that spiritual troth