THE road, that singing gypsy At the door, Robbed this poor house And left it here one day— Robbed it of Love and Life And went away And brought his booty back, Ah, nevermore! They had their way, those wantons, Wind and Rain! They held their carnivals, Their revels there— Its dead eyes search The empty dark and stare... But Love and Life Come never back again! Upon it Time, the vulture, Feasted long... Here by the road its shell, Stripped bare and stark, Calls out, calls out To all the passers, "Hark! Beware, beware The thieving gypsy's song!" "Who hear the road and follow, Come no more!" The ancient lilacs Whisper at the door! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...NURSE'S SONG, FR. SONGS OF EXPERIENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A COMPARISON by WILLIAM COWPER THE HEART KNOWETH ITS OWN BITTERNESS' (2) by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI SONNET: 20 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE |