V.
[The Songs of Seventy Years]
[Birthday Verses]
[A Tribute]
[To O. W. H.]
[Whose shall the Welcome be?]
[Exeat]
[George Eliot]
[Her Jury]
VI.
[A Prayer. (Matins.)]
[An Acknowledgment]
[Hymn]
[Answered]
[Westward]
[Three Friends]
[A New Friend]
[An Etching]
[To my Father]
[The Gates Between]
[A Prayer. (Vespers.)]
I.
SONGS OF THE SILENT WORLD.
AFTERWARD.
There is no vacant chair. The loving meet—
A group unbroken—smitten, who knows how?
One sitteth silent only, in his usual seat;
We gave him once that freedom. Why not now?
Perhaps he is too weary, and needs rest;
He needed it too often, nor could we
Bestow. God gave it, knowing how to do so best.
Which of us would disturb him? Let him be.