His speaking engagements were calling him further away, and often on much longer tours, yet he still produced a veritable amount of work, both on his own and in collaboration with others. He felt it a priority to encourage others who sought encouragement from him, and was gracious in his responses and criticisms.

It was not until about the age of 70 years, that Masefield slowed his pace, and only that because of sickness, and a problem with cataracts. But even then, he continued to learn new things, and took a greater interest in classical music, and spent much time with his wife, with whom he was able to share so much of his thoughts.

In 1960, Constance passed away at the age of 93, after a long illness. Masefield was constantly at Constance�s side, and although her death was heart rending to him, he had spent a very tiring year watching the woman whom he adored, pass away. His life became more lonely and acted reclusive to those who did not know him. However, new honors and were being bestowed on Masefield, including being one of the first to receive the "Companion of Literature, instituted by the Royal Society of Literature; the William Foyle Poetry Prize; and the he received an award from the National Book League for writers over 65. He continued his duties faithfully as Poet Laureate, and even his other literary works did continue. His last published book, In Glad Thanksgiving, was published when Masefield was 88 years old.