HOW does it happen, tell me, That I who was most erudite of lawyers, Who knew Blackstone and Coke Almost by heart, who made the greatest speech The court-house ever heard, and wrote A brief that won the praise of Justice Breese -- How does it happen, tell me, That I lie here unmarked, forgotten, While Chase Henry, the town drunkard, Has a marble block, topped by an urn, Wherein Nature, in a mood ironical, Has sown a flowering weed? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RETURN (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BUT NOT TO ME by SARA TEASDALE A CRADLE SONG by WILLIAM BLAKE THE RAILWAY TRAIN by EMILY DICKINSON MONNA INNOMINATA, A SONNET OF SONNETS: 6 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI |