From the eternal silence rounding
All unsure and starlight here,
Voices of our lost ones sounding,
Bid us be of heart and cheer,
Through the silence, down the spaces,
Falling on the inward ear.
Let us draw their mantles o'er us,
Which have fallen in our way:
Let us do the work before us
Calmly, bravely, while we may,
Ere the long night-silence cometh,
And with us it is not day!"
The "In Memoriam" called out letters of deep regret--the regret of those
who mourn a personal friend--from every correspondent. A few of these
letters appear in the correspondence, selected from many of similar
tenor.