They came, the brothers, and took two chairs

   In their usual quiet way;

And for a time we did not think

      They had much to say.

And they began and talked awhile

   Of ordinary things,

Till spread that silence in the room

      A pent thought brings.

And then they said: “The end has come.

   Yes: it has come at last.”

And we looked down, and knew that day

      A spirit had passed.