| Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935). Collected Poems. 1921. |
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| VII. The Three Taverns |
| 17. Souvenir |
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| A VANISHED house that for an hour I knew | |
| By some forgotten chance when I was young | |
| Had once a glimmering window overhung | |
| With honeysuckle wet with evening dew. | |
| Along the path tall dusky dahlias grew, | 5 |
| And shadowy hydrangeas reached and swung | |
| Ferociously; and over me, among | |
| The moths and mysteries, a blurred bat flew. | |
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| Somewhere within there were dim presences | |
| Of days that hovered and of years gone by. | 10 |
| I waited, and between their silences | |
| There was an evanescent faded noise; | |
| And though a child, I knew it was the voice | |
| Of one whose occupation was to die. | |
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