‘'Is there anybody there?'’ said the Traveler, Knocking on the moonlit door; And his horse in the silence champed the grasses Of the forest’s ferny floor:
And a bird flew up out off the turret, Above the Traveller's head:And he smote upon the door again in a second time; ''Is anybody there?'' he said. But no one descended to the Traveller; But no one descended to the Traveller; No head from the head fringed still Leaned over and looked into his grey eyes, Where he stood perplexed and still.
Tell them I came, and no one answered, That I kept my word
But only a host of phantom listeners That dwelt in the lone house then Stood listening in the quiet of the moonlight To that voice from the world of men: Stood thronging the faint moonbeams on the dark stair, That goes down to the empty hall, Hearkening in an air stirred and shaken By the lonely Traveller's call.
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And he felt in his heart their strangeness,Their stillness answering his cry, While his horse moved, cropping the dark turf,
’Neath the starred and leafy sky;For he suddenly smote on the door, even Louder, and lifted his head:--‘Tell them I came, and no one answered,That I kept my word,’ he said.
Though every word he spake Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house From the one man left awake: Ay, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
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