I RENTED once a house of clay, An object beautiful to see -- I lighted it with pleasant thoughts And Life 'twas named by Mystery. And when long years therein I lived I moved into a fairer clime, And then my house was named anew -- For it was christened Death, by Time. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BUILDING OF THE SHIP by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW THE LONELY CHILD by JAMES OPPENHEIM SHERIDAN'S RIDE [DECEMBER 19, 1864] by THOMAS BUCHANAN READ LINES WRITTEN ON HEARING THE NEWS OF THE DEATH OF NAPOLEON by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY UNEXPECTED FORTUNE by ABUL QASIM OF SILVES ENIGMA. TO THE LADIES by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD ON SEEING AN OLD POET IN THE CAFE ROYAL by JOHN BETJEMAN |