Robert+Frost+-+Ghost+House

** I dwell in a lonely house I know ** ** That vanished many a summer ago, ** ** And left no trace but the cellar walls, ** ** And a cellar in which the daylight falls, ** ** And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow ** **. **
 * Ghost House- Robert Frost **

** O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield ** ** The woods come back to the mowing field; **  ** The orchard tree has grown one copse ** ** Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; ** ** The footpath down to the well is healed. **

** I dwell with a strangely aching heart **  ** In that vanished abode there far apart ** ** On that disused and forgotten road ** ** That has no dust-bath now for the toad. ** ** Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart; **

** The whippoorwill is coming to shout ** ** And hush and cluck and flutter about: **  ** I hear him begin far enough away ** ** Full many a time to say his say ** ** Before he arrives to say it out. **

** It is under the small, dim, summer star. **  ** I know not who these mute folk are ** ** Who share the unlit place with me-- **  ** Those stones out under the low-limbed tree ** ** Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar. ** = = =** They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, **= =** Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,-- **= =** With none among them that ever sings, **= =** And yet, in view of how many things, **= =** As sweet companions as might be had ** **. **=

A paradox Imagery Imagery Mild personification Tree…use of word which is colloquial. Sense of sadness <span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11.5pt;"> Assonance… “hush and cluck and flutter” Extra sensory keenness displayed. alliteration What purpose does this serve? Graveyard presence Suggestion of a romantic alliance…