Finis

Love, beanng niany burdons through the world, Cuma to the place where burdens are laid down. Smiling she stretched her patiënt hands for more. "These things are past, " saidone, "take novp thy crown!" Love, always huToble, whon most beautiful, Drew Ijui'k, as tf such gaerdon to deplore, To whom the rosy angcl softly sighed, ''The crown of lovinK is to love the more.'