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Poem by William Dean Howells


Dead


SOMETHING lies in the room
Over against my own;
The windows are lit with a ghastly bloom
Of candles, burning alone,
Untrimmed, and all aflare
In the ghastly silence there!

People go by the door,
Tiptoe, holding their breath,
And hush the talk that they held before,
Lest they should waken Death,
That is awake all night
There in the candlelight!



William Dean Howells


William Dean Howells's other poems:
  1. The Song the Oriole Sings
  2. In Earliest Spring
  3. Vision
  4. The Two Wives
  5. By the Sea


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