Closed Doors

It seems they will be coming back no more!-

The spiders have nailed cobwebs to the door

And flung a flying buttress either way

Against the jambs. They must have gone to stay.

And when they went, I wonder, did they see

How soon their habitation would be taken?

Or that they left so much to husbandry

That needs no doors, that keeps its faith unshaken?