Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long…
“Dark house, by which once more I stand Here in the long unlovely street, Doors, where my heart was used to beat So quickly, waiting for a hand, A hand that can be clasp'd no more - Behold me, for I cannot sleep, And like a guilty thing I creep At earliest morning to the door. He is not here; but far away The noise of life begins again, And ghastly thro' the drizzling rain On the bald street breaks the blank day.”
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The speaker feels restless and haunted by longing, waiting for connection that never arrives.
In simple terms: Loneliness and yearning in a desolate setting.
Seek meaningful connection, not endless waiting.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- urban isolation
- nighttime walks
- creative block
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does the speaker truly desire?
- How can one break cycles of waiting?
The longing may be romanticized, ignoring practical steps to change circumstances.