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 Who came with right good will, For, by his sweet Lord's bidding, he Waiteth on Sorrow still; So, seeing she had done her part As far as in her lay And had intent to keep the place More cleanly from that day, Did with his Master's dust-pan come And take the dust away.

She thanked him, and Him who sent Such succor, and she spread Fair sheets of Thankfulness and Love Upon her Master's bed, Then on the new-scoured threshold stood And listened for His tread.

AN ELEGY, FOR FATHER ANSELM, OF THE ORDER OF REFORMED CISTERCIANS, GUEST-MASTER AND PARISH PRIEST

"Et pastores erant in regione eadem vigilantes"

You to whose soul a death propitious brings Its Heaven, who attain a windless bourne Of sanctity beyond all sufferings, It is not ours to mourn;

For you, to whom the earth could nothing give, Who knew no hint of our inspired pride, You could not very well be said to live Until the day you died.