The Rakes Progress: Silently Night...I Go to Him

No word from Tom. Has love no voice? Can love not keep a May-time vow in cities? Fades it as the rose cut for a rich display? Forgot! But no! To weep is not enough. He needs my help. Love hears, love knows, Love answers him Across the silent miles and goes. Quietly, night, oh! find him and caress. And may thou quiet find his heart, Although it be unkind. nor may its beat confess, Although I weep, it knows of loneliness. Guide me, oh! moon, chastely When I depart. And warmly be the same He watches without grief or shame. It can not be thou art a colder moon Upon a colder heart. My father! Can I desert him and his devotion For a love who has deserted me? No. My father has strength of purpose, While Tom is weak and needs The comfort of a helping hand. Oh God! protect dear Tom, Support my father and Strengthen my resolve. I go to him. Love can not falter, can not desert. Though it be shunned, or be forgotten, Though it be hurt, if love be love, It will not alter. Should I see my love in need, It shall not matter what he may be.