May love immortal set in thy heart forever.
May joy, like wreaths in nature's bowers, be thine, and when spirits come to bear thee above, may they look on thee with love.
May your highest hope be realised in the land of the loved, and may wreaths immortal encircle thy brow in that beautiful home where the sun never sets, and where execrations have never found a hiding-place, and may truth, purity and prosperity follow thee to the end of life.
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