In Loyal and Loving Remembrance of H.R.H. Princess Alice

Two nations mourn ! The same great grief is known
By human hearts on either side the sea,
Mourning with those who yet must mourn alone
Upon the silent height where only He
Can come and whisper comfort, who hath worn
The lonely diadem of cruel thorn.

Mourning for her whose royal love hath shown
Secrets of comfort in the darkest days ;
Who, like her Master, stooping from a throne
The suffering or the lost could heal or raise ;
Leaving, like Him, example pure and bright,
For court or cottage home a starry light.

Two nations mourn ; a hand from each would lay
Fair flowers and simple verse upon her tomb to-day.
Man's goings are of the Lord ; how can a man then understand prelufce.