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in memoriam.

Closed for ever her beaming eyes,
Which aye with loving kindness shone,
But in the courts of Paradise
She hears her Lord's "Well done."

For that great generous heart of her's
Was aye the home of kindly thought,
And 'mid the Master's labourers
Untiringly she wrought.

So we mourn not as those who mourn
Who have no hope wherewith to bless,
We know she will again return
With added beauteousness;

That on her noble brow which graced
The noble coronet below,
A richer jewel will be placed,
Her loving deeds to show.

O wife beloved! O mother dear!
True follower of the Holy Cross;
England may weep above thy bier,
For thine's the country's loss.