ON THE DEATH OF DR. JAMES E. RHOADS

By Hannah Lavinia Baily

Fallen? No; his part was finished

In the earthly toil and strife;

He hath but lain his armor by,

And entered into life.

Silent? No; tho’ hushed forever

Tones that did like music thrill,

Through example, helpful, holy,

Lo, he speaketh still.

Vanished? Lost to those that loved him?

No; his spirit lingering near

Still doth woo them, onward, upward,

Whispering, “Be of cheer.”

Crowned? Aye, crowned in earth and heaven;

Here with laurels fairly won;

There with star-lit diadem,

Inscribed “Well done! well done!”