Treasure Island

Mary Elizabeth Coleridge

(23 September 1861 – 25 August 1907)

The Deserted House


There's no smoke in the chimney,
And the rain beats on the floor;
There's no glass in the window,
There's no wood in the door;
The heather grows behind the house,
And the sand lies before.

No hand hath trained the ivy,
The walls are grey and bare;
The boats upon the sea sail by,
Nor ever tarry there.
No beast of the field comes nigh,
Nor any bird of the air

Submitted: Thursday, April 01, 2010

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  • * Sunprincess * (6/1/2014 5:47:00 PM)

    ............a deserted house is not a home....wonder why the house has fallen into such disarray and disregard....so sad.... (Report) Reply

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/29/2014 1:18:00 AM)

    To read and enjoy the lines is a good experience but unfortunately the words cannot be taken in its word form only and meanings that made the creativity may be something else beyond an ordinary house, it may be the world or surrounding itself or the miraculous universe itself including its vast oceans, air space, including all its perfect beauty. (Report) Reply

  • Ray Subrata Ray (3/29/2012 1:38:00 PM)

    Mary's prolific pen paints the boarder -line of supernatural psychic in a manner of something said and something unsaid. Her poetic personage deserves true worth. (Report) Reply

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