Tuesday, December 13, 2011

I Knew a Man By Sight

I knew a man by sight, A blameless wight, 
Who, for a year or more, 
Had daily passed my door, 
Yet converse none had had with him. 

I met him in a lane,
Him and his cane, 
About three miles from home, 
where I had chanced to roam, 
And volumes stared at him, and he at me. 


In a more distant place
I glimpsed his face,
And bowed instinctively; 
Starting he bowed to me, 
Bowed simultaneously, and passed along. 

Next, in a foreign land
I grasped his hand,
and had a social chat, 
About this thing and that, 
As I had known him well a thousand years.

Late in a wilderness
I shared his mess, 
For he had hardships seen, 
And I a wanderer been: 
He was my bosom friend, and I was his.

And as, methinks, shall all,
Both great and small,
That ever lived on earth, 
Early or late their birth, 
Stranger and foe, one day each other know.  

Henry David Thoreau 
(1817-1862)

35 comments:

  1. oh I can just imagine what that house looked like in it's day....the families that lived there...great post...

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  2. I always love finding, wandering around and photographing these abandoned places... My mind wonders and wanders around, 'What was the family like who lived here?' 'Were they happy?' 'What hardships did they endure and how?' Somehow it brings a better perspective on my own heart and life...

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  3. That's beautiful! What a great encouragement to reach out and talk with the people around us!

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  4. what a perfect combination of photos and words...

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  5. Wow, a beautiful and touching post, thank you. - Love the new Header! xo

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  6. What a gem that house is...wouldn't it be wonderful if someone bought it and fixed it up into its previous glory?????

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  7. such a poor old place, but you gave it its due...

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  8. I would love to know the history of this place.

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  9. Farmchick, your series of images today is outstanding.

    The Thoreau poem reminds me of the old man that the Diane Lane character watches place flowers every day. Come to think of it, everything reminds me of Diane Lane.

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  10. Lovely poem and great pictures...,very,very good post Farmchick!

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  11. What a surprise, great poem and perfect choice of images...

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  12. Beautiful! Both the photos and the poem.

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  13. Great post and images!
    Well done!

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  14. beautiful photos to accompany the poem...Thoreau is one of my favorites!

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  15. outstanding work, both poem and pictures !

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  16. I absolutely love the lighting effects! Well done!

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  17. The photos are just wonderful.

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  18. Your post today was "Blog Art". Bravo. Touching and haunting and thought provoking. Thank you.

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    ((hugs)), Teresa :-)

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  19. Beautiful beautiful words and what amazing house. Beautifully captured too!!
    Have a wonderful week ahead:)

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  20. This has to be one of the best blog posts of all times! I love the poem and the pictures go with it seamlessly. Just wonderful! Thank you for this post.
    Look at my archive for December 2010 -- I posted four long posts about Swedish Christmas Traditions throughout the month. The last one was after Christmas and covered how we had tree plundering parties as kids. It may be helpful for the class.

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  21. These pictures made my day....great post!

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  22. I love this post. We have so many of these old homes still in Kentucky.

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  23. Wonderful pictures and the poem is perfect with them!

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  24. Love your pictures and I get lazy about blogging for a bit and you get over 500 followers? You better change your blog title!

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  25. Wonderful match of photos and poem.

    If only those walls could talk! I always wonder how these beautiful old homes become abandoned and forgotten.

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  26. What a grand place that must have been in it's day. Perfect poem to accompany your photos. :)

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  27. Fabulous pictures! I love those old houses! Such character!

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  28. Your photography is so beautiful and fits that Thoreau poem so well!

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  29. This is great! I love Thoreau.

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  30. I love your photography! Beautiful!

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  31. Impressive images and text. It never ceases to amaze me how these wooden structures continue to stand.

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  32. Great poem... and a neat house - I'll bet it was something in its day!

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  33. pretty. what a neat home it was in the past, i bet. (:

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