S.M. [84]Garden City: Horatio Parker, 1893 [85]In Memoriam: Arthur S. Sullivan (1842-1900) John Ireland, 1792 The day is past and gone; The evening shades appear: O may we all remember well The night of death draws near. We lay our garments by, Upon our beds to rest; So death shall soon disrobe us all Of what is here possest. Lord, keep us safe this night, Secure from all our fears; May angels guard us while we sleep, Till morning light appears. Amen. |