What am I to do? Where am I to go?
I rush'd to the door, and I flung it wide—
A frighten'd creature can anything dare—
And I saw the darkness that lay outside,
And I heard the silence—and nothing was there.
'Harry! Harry! Harry!' was all my cry,
As I stood alone at the open door;
And the night heard me—and so did the sky,
And the wind and the earth—and nothing more.
I turn'd from the door with a sad surprise: