--Whose steps are those? Who comes so late?
--Let me come in--the door unlock.
--'Tis midnight now--my lonely gate
I open to no stranger's knock.
Who art thou? Speak!--In me find
To immortality I lead.
--Pass, idle phantom of a name.
--Listen again, and now take heed.
'Twas false--my names are
--Art's dead--Song cannot touch my heart,
My once Love's name I chant no more.
--Open then, now--for see, I stand,
Gold, and your wish in either hand.
--Then, if it must be, since the door
Stands shut, my last true name to know,
Men call me
I bring the cure of every woe.
(The door flies wide.)--Ah, guest so wan,
Forgive the poor place where I dwell,
An ice-cold hearth, a heart-sick man
Stands here to welcome