In Memoriam A. H. H. OBIIT MDCCCXXXIII: 131

O living will that shalt endure

   When all that seems shall suffer shock,

   Rise in the spiritual rock,

Flow thro' our deeds and make them pure,

That we may lift from out of dust

   A voice as unto him that hears,

   A cry above the conquer'd years

To one that with us works, and trust,

With faith that comes of self-control,

   The truths that never can be proved

   Until we close with all we loved,

And all we flow from, soul in soul.