Classic and Contemporary Poetry
OLD CAHOKIA COURTHOUSE, by MARTHA F. SIMMONDS First Line: I know not what french fingers, eager, quick Last Line: And nothing stirs -- life with these logs is done! Subject(s): Courthouses | ||||||||
I know not what French fingers, eager, quick, Once grasped the axe that squared these walnut logs, Nor what gray squirrel, with saucy scolding flick Went flying through the woods before what dogs! But now this courthouse, rebuilt as of old, Stands solitary in a city park, Its days of solemn law-giving all told, Its walls unfurnished, and its windows dark. French, and British, and our countrymen, Once held their stately courts within this hall; It was not half-forgotten, alien then, Nor marked with idle names upon each wall. The empty shell now drowses in the sun, And nothing stirs -- life with these logs is done! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE TRIAL OF SALIM THE PERSIAN by EDWARD MOORE (1712-1757) BIRDCAGE by CHARLES HARPER WEBB PRISONS OF GRACE: SO MUCH FOR NOVELTY by JOSEPH P. WOOD ODE TO THE JOHNS HOPKINS UNIVERSITY by SIDNEY LANIER IN TENEBRIS: 2 by THOMAS HARDY THE SUPPLIANT by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON SONNET: CLEAVE THOU THE WAVES by MATHILDE BLIND UNTIMELY LOVE by MATHILDE BLIND THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: METEMPSYCHOSIS by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON ON JOHN DUKE OF BRIDGEWATER, WHO DIED IN THE TWENTY-FIRST YEAR OF AGE by NATHANIEL COTTON |
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