Why Do The Houses Stand When They That Built Them Are Gone; When Remaineth Even Of One That Lived There And Loved And Planned Not A Face, Not An Eye, Not A Hand, Only Here And There A Bone? Why Do The Houses Stand When They Who Built Them Are Gone? Oft In The Moonlighted Land When The Day Is Overblown, With Happy Memorial Moan Sweet Ghosts In A Loving Band Roam Through The Houses That Stand-- For The Builders Are Not Gone.