Treasure Island

Henry David Thoreau

(12 July 1817 – 6 May 1862 / Concord, Massachusetts)

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.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (4/18/2014 9:44:00 AM)

    stranger is he who the unknown passer by and the poet sees him in several opportunities and it is a mystery of identity and anyway a poem much interested. (Report) Reply

  • Nenita24 Mbaye (5/11/2007 5:07:00 PM)

    Compliments of the day to you.
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  • Daphne Grant (3/12/2007 12:37:00 PM)

    I think, and I may be wrong that the mystery of life is somehow in the Author's mind. How many friends we might have made it's all a question of circumstance, the where and the when.It's like Dons No man is an island too. And another quotation, that an enemy is out there, turn him into a friend.

    Daphne Grant (Report) Reply

  • Terri Lynn Baker (6/10/2006 10:40:00 AM)

    When One Writes or Paints a picture...This comes from the HEART.
    If others choose to respond or view This...These reactions come from the SOUL.
    How One decides to *PERCEIVE IT ALL...IS entirely up to themselves.

    ~SUPPORT IS STRENGTH~ (Report) Reply

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