In Memoriam W. G. Ward
by Alfred Lord Tennyson
Farewell, whose like on earth I shall not find, Whose Faith and Work were bells of full accord, My friend, the most unworldly of mankind, Most generous of all Ultramontanes, Ward, How subtle at tierce and quart of mind with mind, How loyal in the following of thy Lord!
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