In every pulse of Friendship's heart There breeds unfelt a throb of pain,-- One hour must rend its links apart, Though years on years have forged the chain. . . . . . . . . . . . . So ends "The Boys,"--a lifelong play. We too must hear the Prompter's call To fairer scenes and brighter day Farewell! I let the curtain fall. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Poetical Works of Oliver Wendell Holmes, Vol. 5, by Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.