Come, do not yet go away
These walls yearn to keep you
This house of comfort built against the night
Will be your haven through the seasons
Do not go out into the darkness
Knowing not of the horror that lurks
But stay with me here in this warm house
We need not fear the deep world beyond
It will soon fade into memory
While we grow strong here in these walls
Listen to the whispers of the past
They warn of danger in the night
Come back to hearth and candle
So we may wait together for the light.

Illustration by Frederick Simpson Coburn, 1899