_And straightway the last kiss is given, while the singers sing these stichera. Tone viii._ _Like_, O most glorious wonder! Who would not weep, my child, because of thy lamented taking from this life; for thou, a babe unwax’d in growth, from the maternal arms, like to a bird, hast quickly flown, and unto all things’ Maker hast betaken thee. O child! who would not weep, beholding faded thy clear face, which erewhile beauteous as a lily was? Who would not sigh, my child, and would not cry with wailing because of thy much comeliness, and for the charm of thine estate? for as a ship that leaves no track thou quickly from the eyes art gone. Come, ye, my friends, kinsfolk, and neighbours, and, along with me, let us him kiss whom send we to the grave. Death is the freeing of the babes; for unparticipants of ills of life they are declar’d, and unto rest attain, and they in Abraham’s bosom with heavenly joys are glad, and now along with holy babes in choirs divine rejoice, and festal high in faith they keep; for from corruption, through the love of sin, they, being pure, translated are. _Glory. Tone vi._ On Adam pain befell of old in Eden through the tasting of the tree, when bane the serpent spued; for thereby death hath come on the omnigenous man who ate. But the Lord came, subdued the serpent, and repose bestow’d on us. Then let us cry to him, O Saviour, spare, and rest with thine elect him whom thou hast receiv’d. _Both now. Theotokion._ Thou that alleviation art for those in grief, deliverance of the weak, God-bearing Virgin, save the city and the folk, thou that for those at enmity art peace, for tempest-tost a calm, the faithful’s sole defence. _Then_, Trisagion. O most holy Trinity.... Our Father.... For thine is the Kingdom.... _Then the troparion_, With the spirits of the righteous.... _Page 138._ _And he commemorateth according to custom, saying the previously written ectenia, and the prayer. Page 139._ _Then the deacon._ Wisdom. _Choir._ The more honourable than the Cherubim.... _Glory. Both now._ Lord, have mercy, _thrice_. Bless. _And the priest maketh this dismissal._ Thou that didst arise from the dead, and hast dominion over quick and dead, Christ our true God, through the prayers of thy most pure Mother, and of all thy Saints, place the soul of the babe, _name_, removed from us, in holy tabernacles, and number it with the just, as being good and the lover of mankind. _Choir._ Amen. _And after the dismissal the priest saith,_ Thy remembrance is everlasting, O thou deservedly blessed and ever remembered babe, _name_. _And the choir singeth thrice_, Everlasting remembrance. _After this the priest saith this prayer, the deacon having said_, Let us pray to the Lord, _and the singers_, Lord, have mercy.