"Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller,
Knocking on the moonlit door;
And his horse in the silence champed the grass...
...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.
"Tell them I came, and no one answered,
That I kept my word," he said.
Never the least stir made the listeners,
Though every word he spake
Fell echoing through the shadowiness of the still house. ~ Walter de la Mare