Before leaving London, Elder Lorenzo Snow presented to Her Majesty, Queen Victoria, and His Royal Highness, Prince Albert, through the politeness of Sir Henry Wheatley, two neatly bound copies of the Book of Mormon, which had been donated by President Brigham Young, and left in the care of Elder Snow for that purpose; which circumstance suggested the following lines: QUEEN VICTORIA. Of all the monarchs of the earth, That wear the robes of royalty, She has inherited, by birth, The broadest wreath of majesty. From her wide territorial wing, The sun does not withdraw its light; While earth's diurnal motions bring To other nations, day and night. All earthly thrones are tottering things, Where lights and shadows intervene; And regal honor often brings The scaffold or the guillotine. But still her sceptre is approved; All nations deck the wreath she wears; Yet, like the youth whom Jesus loved, One thing is lacking, even there. But, lo! a prize possessing more Of worth than gems with honor rife-- A herald of salvation bore To her the words of endless life. That gift, however fools deride, Is worthy of her royal care; She'd better lay her crown aside Than spurn the light reflected there. O would she now her influence bend-- The influence of royalty, Messiah's Kingdom to extend, And Zion's "nursing mother" be: Thus, with the glory of her name Inscribed on Zion's lofty spire, She'd win a wreath of endless fame, To last when other wreaths expire. Though over millions called to reign-- Herself a powerful nation's boast, 'Twould be her everlasting gain To serve the King, the Lord of Hosts. For there are crowns and thrones on high, And kingdoms there to be conferred-- There honors wait that never die-- There fame's immortal trump is heard. Truth echoes--'tis Jehovah's word; Let kings and queens and princes hear: In distant isles the sound is heard: Ye heavens, rejoice! O earth, give ear! The time--the time is near at hand To give a glorious period birth: The Son of God will take command, And rule the nations of the earth. CHAPTER XII. Brother Snow's Mission terminates.--Reports four hundred Members in the London Conference.--Is appointed to take charge of two hundred and fifty Saints _en route_ to Nauvoo.--Embarks on the "Swanton."--The Steward's sickness.--Grows worse and worse.--Is given up, and nearly dead.--Sister Martin insists with the Captain.--Is repulsed, and again asks that Elder Snow may administer to the Steward.--She obtains consent.--The man is healed.--Baptisms in New Orleans.--The Company reaches Nauvoo.--Great Reception.--Waving of Handkerchiefs.--The Prophet present.--Reminiscences.--My joy in meeting Lorenzo.--How we associated.--Appeal to my Husband.--Their Interview.--The Result.