Suddenly, out of dark and leafy ways, We came upon the little house asleep In cold blind stillness, shadowless and deep, In the white magic of the full moon-blaze: Strangers without the gate, we stood agaze, Fearful to break that quiet, and to creep Into the house that had been ours to keep Through a long year of happy nights and days. So unfamiliar in the white moon-gleam, So old and ghostly like a house of dream It seemed, that over us there stole the dread That even as we watched it, side by side, The ghosts of lovers, who had lived and died Within its walls, were sleeping in our bed. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BUSY HEART by RUPERT BROOKE A LEGEND OF THE NORTHLAND by PHOEBE CARY TO LIZBIE BROWNE by THOMAS HARDY THE EVENING CLOUD by JOHN WILSON (1785-1854) THE TELLTALE by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN BLACK ROSES by WILLIAM HERVEY ALLEN JR. MEROPE; A TRAGEDY by MATTHEW ARNOLD |