A Sketch: Robert Frost

The little hedgerow birds,
That peck along the road, regard him not.
He travels on, and in his face, his step,
His gait, is one expression; every limb,
His look and bending figure, all bespeak
A man who does not move with pain, but moves
With thought. -He is insensibly subdued
To settled quiet: he is one by whom
All effort seems forgotten; one to whom
Long patience hath such mild composure given
That patience now doth seem a thing of which
He hath no need. He is by nature led
To peace so perfect, that the young behold
With envy what the Old Man hardly feels.

William Wordsworth

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Permalink Reply by Maya D' Auspicio on July 9, 2012 at 10:49am

Thanks for the education, its nicer than hearing it at school!

Permalink Reply by Kay Chong Tay on July 9, 2012 at 12:11pm

I don't understand anything above but if Davide post it is good. He can explain meaning to me.

Permalink Reply by Leo on July 9, 2012 at 2:07pm

Just beautiful...

Permalink Reply by Julian Colgan on July 9, 2012 at 5:11pm

Permalink Reply by A. Mahachandra on July 10, 2012 at 7:02am

This is a story of a wise man.

Permalink Reply by Davide Orsini on July 10, 2012 at 9:04am

I like my own post. Its kind of western wisdom when we had it.

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