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on the death of gilbert, etc.
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He calls for thee by ancient Jordan's stream,
Amidst the grey and wintry morn;
Lo! by that deed which sinful earth redeem'd,
He grants thee life for evermore!

Thou heard'st a voice so low and sweet,
Ye rose at morn to meet thy Lord:
In hope thou laid'st before His wounded feet
The varied fruits thy spirit bore!

For evermore thy gentle voice shall join
In saints' and angels' holy lay:—
Yes! with unwearied frame thy willing tongue
Shall bless the Lord thro' endless day!

Oh! thou hast left a noble name behind,
To cheer us on our onward way;
Shining on men thro' fast and waning time,
To light us on to purer day!

All honour to thee, whose hand did know
The surest balance e'er to keep:—
Alike thy dearest friends and e'en thy foes,
O'er Gilbert's honour'd grave shall weep!