The House on the Hill

Children of the Night (1897)

They are all gone away,The House is shut and still,There is nothing more to say.Through broken walls and grayThe winds blow bleak and shrill:They are all gone away.Nor is there one to-dayTo speak them good or ill:There is nothing more to say.Why is it then we strayAround that sunken sill?They are all gone away,And our poor fancy-playFor them is wasted skill:There is nothing more to say.There is ruin and decayIn the House on the Hill:They are all gone away,There is nothing more to say.

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