"When my prince and
friend receives this," added he, "Wallace shall have bidden an eternal
farewell to Scotland; but his heart will be amidst its hills. My king,
and the friends most dear to me will still be there! The earthly part
of my beloved wife rests within its bosom! But I go to rejoin her
soul; to meet it in the vigils of days consecrated wholly to the
blessed Being in whose presence she rejoices forever. This is no sad
destiny, my dear Bruce. Our Almighty Captain recalls me from dividing
with you the glory of maintaining the liberty of Scotland, but he
brings me closer to himself: I leave the plains of Gilgal to tread with
his angel the courts of my God. Mourn not, then, my absence; for my
prayers will be with you till we are again united in the only place
where you can fully know me as I am--thine and Scotland's never-dying
friend! Start not at the bold epithet. My body may sink into the
grave, but the affections of my immortal spirit are eternal as its
essence, and, in earth or in heaven, I am ever yours.
"Should the endearing Helen--my heart's sister--be near your couch when
you read this, tell her that Wallace, in idea, presses her virgin cheek
with a brother's farewell; and from his inmost soul he blesses her.
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