Russell Gurney + 

In that high country whither thou art gone, + 

Right noble friend, thou walkest with thy peers, + 

The gathered great of many a hundred years! + 

Few are left like thee⁠—few, I say, not none, + 

Else were thy England soon a Babylon, + 

A land of outcry, mockery, and tears! + 

Higher than law, a refuge from its fears, + 

Wast thou, in whom embodied Justice shone. + 

The smile that gracious broke on thy grand face + 

Was like the sunrise of a morn serene + 

Among the mountains, making sweet their awe. + 

Thou both the gentle and the strong didst draw; + 

Thee childhood loved, and on thy breast would lean, + 

As, whence thou cam’st, it knew the lofty place. + 