IN after days when grasses high br O'er-top the stone where I shall lie, br Though ill or well the world adjust br My slender claim to honour'd dust, br I shall not question nor reply. br br I shall not see the morning sky; br I shall not hear the night-wind sigh; br I shall be mute, as all men must br In after days! br br But yet, now living, fain would I br That some one then should testify, br Saying--'He held his pen in trust br To Art, not serving shame or lust.