II All Souls' Night! Forth from their dwelling places They cross the aching and uneasy night, Seeking old doors and dear remembered faces, Peering unseen in windows where a light Falls on some book they loved or on some chair Where they had rested many a night ago; And well for them if one dear face be there Whose unforgetting eyes they knew -- and know. Ah, well for them if in the quiet speech That passes round the low-burned candle flame, Some old familiar tale the listeners reach, And silence fall about a spoken name. -- Better their sleep in those dim dwelling places, For finding remembered and remembering faces. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...DOMESDAY BOOK: GOTTLIEB GERALD by EDGAR LEE MASTERS BERTHA IN THE LANE by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING TO AN INSECT by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES WHITE SNOW by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE KNITTING by MARGARET BARBER |