...whom I have loved With such communion, that no place on earth Can ever be a solitude to me - William Wordsworth

Great God! I'd rather be a Pagan....

But an old age serene and bright, And lovely as a Lapland night, Shall lead thee to thy grave.

As thou these ashes, little brook! will bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accurst, An emblem yields to friends and enemies How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread throughout the world dispersed.