For other versions of this work, see On the Death of Lady Curzon.
ON THE DEATH OF LADY CURZON
JULY 17, 1906
Into the light where beauty doth not pale,
Into the glory that can never fail,
Beyond our yearning care, she passed from view.
Two nations loved and claimed her,—English flower,—
One gave her birth, one gave a regal dower,
But both—ah, both forgot how Heaven must love her too!