XIX + 

Kind Remembrances + 

’Tis long, dear Annie, since we met, + 

Yet deem not that my heart, + 

For all that absence, can forget + 

A kinsman’s pious part. + 

How oft on thee, a sufferer mild, + 

My kindly thoughts I turn, + 

He knows, upon whose altar piled + 

The prayers of suppliants burn. + 

I love thy name, admiring all + 

Thy sacred heaven-sent pain; + 

I love it, for it seems to call + 

The Lost to earth again. + 

Can I forget, she to thy need + 

Her ministry supplied, + 

Who now, from mortal duty freed, + 

Serves at the Virgin’s side? + 

What would’st thou more? Upon thy head + 

A two-fold grace is pour’d;⁠— + 

Both in thyself, and for the dead, + 

A witness of thy Lord! + 