They are all gone away, The House is shut and still, There is nothing more to say. Through broken walls and gray. The winds blow bleak and shrill; They are all gone away. Nor is there one today To speak them good or ill: There is nothing more to say. Why is it then we stray Around that sunken sill? They are all gone away, And our poor fancy-play For them is wasted skill: There is nothing more to say. There is ruin and decay In the House on the Hill: They are all gone away, There is nothing more to say. [1]

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[1] Edwin Arlington Robinson