Such was thy life; thy learning such confest; An humble heart, with native genius blest! Lover of peace, peace did thy footsteps guide With more content than the tumultuous tide Of loud applause can give. No angry strife Ruffled the tenour of thy even life. Thy fair example shone with mildest light, Pure as the falling snow's unsullied white. In purple radiance clad, to thee are given Mansions of bliss; a denison of Heaven! Where joys on joys in endless circles move; Where Saints, alternate, warble sacred love; And, join'd with Angels, in one tuneful choir, Touch, to their Maker's praise, the golden lyre!
Hail, holy Father, new-adopted guest Of starry realms! still in my grateful breast The dear remembrance of thy name shall rest.
