by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807 - 1882)

The old house by the lindens
Language: English 
The old house by the lindens
Stood silent in the shade,
And on the gravelled pathway
The light and shadow played.

I saw the nursery windows
Wide open to the air;
But the faces of the children,
They were no longer there.

The large Newfoundland house-dog
Was standing by the door;
He looked for his little playmates,
Who would return no more.

They walked not under the lindens,
They played not in the hall;
But shadow, and silence, and sadness
Were hanging over all.

The birds sang in the branches,
With sweet, familiar tone;
But the voices of the children
Will be heard in dreams alone!

And the boy that walked beside me,
He could not understand
Why closer in mine, ah! closer,
I pressed his warm, soft hand!

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  • GER German (Deutsch) (Anonymous/Unidentified Artist) , title 1: "Das offene Fenster", published <<1912


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This text was added to the website: 2008-06-18
Line count: 24
Word count: 129