The House With Nobody In It Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABC DDEE DDFF GGHH IIJJ EKKLL AAMMWhenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track | A |
I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black | A |
I suppose I've passed it a hundred times but I always stop for a minute | B |
And look at the house the tragic house the house with nobody in it | C |
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I never have seen a haunted house but I hear there are such things | D |
That they hold the talk of spirits their mirth and sorrowings | D |
I know this house isn't haunted and I wish it were I do | E |
For it wouldn't be so lonely if it had a ghost or two | E |
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This house on the road to Suffern needs a dozen panes of glass | D |
And somebody ought to weed the walk and take a scythe to the grass | D |
It needs new paint and shingles and the vines should be trimmed and tied | F |
But what it needs the most of all is some people living inside | F |
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If I had a lot of money and all my debts were paid | G |
I'd put a gang of men to work with brush and saw and spade | G |
I'd buy that place and fix it up the way it used to be | H |
And I'd find some people who wanted a home and give it to them free | H |
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Now a new house standing empty with staring window and door | I |
Looks idle perhaps and foolish like a hat on its block in the store | I |
But there's nothing mournful about it it cannot be sad and lone | J |
For the lack of something within it that it has never known | J |
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But a house that has done what a house should do | E |
a house that has sheltered life | K |
That has put its loving wooden arms around a man and his wife | K |
A house that has echoed a baby's laugh and held up his stumbling feet | L |
Is the saddest sight when it's left alone that ever your eyes could meet | L |
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So whenever I go to Suffern along the Erie track | A |
I never go by the empty house without stopping and looking back | A |
Yet it hurts me to look at the crumbling roof and the shutters fallen apart | M |
For I can't help thinking the poor old house is a house with a broken heart | M |
Joyce Kilmer
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