The Skeleton at the Feast

by James Jeffrey Roche English

We summoned not the Silent Guest,   And no man spake his name; By lips unseen our Cup was pressed, And mid the merry song and jest,   The Uninvited came. Wise were they in the days of old,   Who gave the Stranger place; And when the joyous catch was trolled, And toasts were quaffed and tales were told,   They looked him in the face. God save us from the skeleton   Who sitteth at the feast! God rest the manly spirit gone, Who sat beside the Silent One,   And dreaded him the least!

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