| (1, 0) 11 | Sometimes I fear the Queen will not come back to us again. |
| (1, 0) 12 | How many weary days we've stood and watched and waited! |
| (1, 0) 21 | Yes, little one, the world is happy. |
| (1, 0) 35 | I remember the gladness of my home and the joy in all my care. |
| (1, 0) 36 | I remember the voices of my sons, their sudden laughter, their little turns of song, and how, for me, their words were softened. |
| (1, 0) 37 | I remember their steps drawing near the door, and how, when they were sad of heart, I had from God the old, old gift of comfort. |
| (1, 0) 39 | No, little one. |
| (1, 0) 40 | Then, as I sat by the fire, I only thought: "To-morrow I must do this for them, or that for them." |
| (1, 0) 41 | And sometimes, when I looked up, they would turn to me and smile. |
| (1, 0) 62 | He may bring news of the great Queen. |
| (1, 0) 67 | Sir, have you news of the Queen? |
| (1, 0) 69 | Her name is Peace. |
| (1, 0) 71 | It is said she is to dwell with us for ever. |
| (1, 0) 75 | But, sir, it was for this our sons went forth to find her. |
| (1, 0) 87 | Hark! |
| (1, 0) 88 | What sound is that? |
| (1, 0) 94 | They come this way! |
| (1, 0) 97 | At last! |
| (1, 0) 98 | The Queen! |
| (1, 0) 105 | Tell us —what can you see? |
| (1, 0) 118 | Yes, the Queen, whose name is Peace! |
| (1, 0) 119 | O God, we thank Thee now, we, the mothers of men! |
| (1, 0) 127 | Who is it leads her by the hand towards her throne? |
| (1, 0) 142 | O Queen, it is our common prayer! |
| (1, 0) 152 | We learn it, and our need is great! |
| (1, 0) 173 | O son of some poor waiting mother, what do you ask of us who have waited for our sons? |