The House on the Hill is a wonderfull poem published in 1894 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON (1869-1935):
“They are all gone away,The House is shut and still,There is nothing more to say.Through broken walls and grayThe winds blow bleak and shrill:They are all gone away.Nor is there one to-dayTo speak them good or ill:There is nothing more to say.Why is it then we strayAround that sunken sill?They are all gone away.And our poor fancy-playFor them is wasted skill:There is nothing more to say.There is ruin and decayIn the House on the Hill:They are all gone away,There is nothing more to say”.
See also: Give all to love