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"So unexpected was the event by those who had a few minutes before seen the Bishop walk, in perfect health, to the bath, that the bearing of his body to the house scarcely disturbed those of the retinue who were loitering around."

left a calm and pleasant home, A home of peace and rest, Beneath whose green and quiet eaves The swallow built her nest.

For an uncertain troubled path, And for a foreign shore, He left the lovely English home He was to see no more.

The wild winds filled the swelling sails The bore him o’er the main; Did he look back to that dear land He never saw again?

He might look back with tender care, And thoughts of other years, But higher hopes aside had cast All weak and human fears.

The good man in the appointed time Reached the appointed land— Joy was beside his onward path, And blessings in his hand.

He died—and strangers hurried round To raise his drooping head; The sorrow of a multitude Was round that dying bed.

Glorious the lesson that arose From sorrow and from scaith; Death! thou hast now no victory— This is the Christian’s faith!