Thine own proper self, thine
immortal spirit, is ascended up above; and there my fond remembrance
shall ever seek thee!" Again he knelt, but it was in devotion-a
devotion which drew the sting from death, and opened to his view the
victory of the Lord of Life over the King of Terrors.
Edward having learned from his father that Lord Mar still slept, and
being told by the abbot where the regent was, followed him to the
consecrated chamber. On entering, he perceived him kneeling by the
body of his friend. The youth drew near. He loved the brave Graham,
and he almost adored Wallace; the scene, therefore, smote upon his
heart. He dropped down by the side of the regent, and, throwing his
arms around his neck, in a convulsive voice exclaimed: "Our friend is
gone; but I yet live, and only in your smiles, my friend and brother!"
Wallace strained him to his breast. He was silent for some minutes,
and then said: "To every dispensation of God I am resigned, my Edwin.
While I bow to this stroke, I acknowledge the blessing I still hold in
you and Murray. But did we not feel these visitations from our Maker,
they would not be decreed to us.
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