Silence by Edith Nesbit — Read

So silent is the world to-night / The lamp gives silence out like light, / The latticed windows open wide / Show silence, like the night, outside: / The nightingale's faint song draws near / Like musical silence to mine ear.

The empty house calls not to me, / "Here, but for fate, were thou and she -- " / Its gibe for once is checked. To-night / Silence is queen in grief's despite, / And even the longing of my soul / Is silent 'neath this hour's control.