What Then?

After the joys of carth, After itn songs and niirth. After its liouts of n)t. After its dieams so bright - Wluit then.1? On'y an empty nae, Only a weai y frame, Only a cunsoUms smart, Only an aching heart. After tliis empty name, Aftor tliis weaty Innie. ïhis conscións snir.rt, Xitör tliis acliing bart - Wliat thani Only a cad faiowell To i worM lovpd too nell ; Cinly a silcnt bod Witli the loigotton dead. After tliis rad fnreoell To a orld leved too wel! ; After tliis Sileiit Bed With the forgetten dead - What then ?