OLD Ghosts, ye all are dispossess'd, Your former house is levell'd now; Another house at my behest Has lifted over yours, its brow. But flit, old Ghosts, and live with me; As yet we are but living hosts; But watch the new house patiently, You soon shall have companion Ghosts. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE FALL by HAYDEN CARRUTH CHAMBER MUSIC: 35 by JAMES JOYCE SUNSET FROM OMAHA HOTEL WINDOW by CARL SANDBURG AT CASTLE WOOD by EMILY JANE BRONTE AUTUMN MORNING AT CAMBRIDGE by FRANCES CROFTS DARWIN CORNFORD CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS |