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Andrew Macphail, comp.  The Book of Sorrow.  1916.
XXXII. Visions
On the Death of a pious Lady
By Olof Wexionius (1656–1690)
Translated by Edmund Gosse

THE EARTHLY roses at God’s call have made
  Way, lady, for a dress of heavenly white,
  In which thou walk’st with other figures bright,
Once loved on earth, who now, like thee arrayed,
Feast on two-fold ambrosia, wine and bread;        5
  They lead thee up by sinuous paths of light
  Through lilied fields that sparkle in God’s sight,
And crown thee with delights that never fade.
O thou thrice-sainted mother, in that bliss,
Forget not thy two daughters, whom a kiss        10
  At parting left as sad as thou art glad;
In thy deep joy think how for thee they weep,
Or conjure through the shifting glass of sleep
  The saint heaven hath, the mother once they had.

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