tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post5656391960042357222..comments2024-03-27T06:25:29.002-05:00Comments on Anecdotal Evidence: `But You and I in Part Are One'Patrick Kurphttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08436175583386298032noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21999805.post-55580919726534283702013-02-15T10:34:19.963-06:002013-02-15T10:34:19.963-06:00Says Robert Frost on the dubious plight of a peach...Says Robert Frost on the dubious plight of a peach tree planted in New England:<br /><br />THERE ARE ROUGHLY ZONES<br /><br />We sit indoors and talk of the cold outside.<br />And every gust that gathers strength and heaves<br />Is a threat to the house. But the house has long been tried.<br />We think of the tree. If it never again has leaves,<br />We’ll know, we say, that this was the night it died.<br />It is very far north, we admit, to have brought the peach.<br />What comes over a man, is it soul or mind---<br />That to no limits and bounds he can stay confined?<br />You would say his ambition was to extend the reach <br />Clear to the Artic of every living kind.<br />Why is his nature forever so hard to teach <br />That though there is no fixed line between wrong and right,<br />There are roughly zones whose laws must be obeyed?<br />There is nothing much we can do for the tree tonight,<br />But we can’t help feeling more than a little betrayed<br />That the northwest wind should rise to such a height<br />Just when the cold went down so many below.<br />The tree has no leaves and may never have them again.<br />We must wait till some months hence in the spring to know.<br />But if it is destined never again to grow,<br />It can blame this limitless trait in the hearts of men.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com