Voyager across the seas,
In my arms thy form I press;
Come, my baby, me to please,
Blue-eyed nurseling, motherless!
All is strange and beautiful;
Every sense finds glad surprise;
Life is lovely, wonderful,
Faces fair and beaming eyes.
Safe, ye angels, keep this child,
Life-long guard her innocence,
Winsome ways, and temper mild;
Heaven, our home, be her defence!
[Illustration: IN MEMORIAM]