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.
October 19, 2016 at 4:13 am
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October 19, 2016 at 4:40 am
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December 12, 2016 at 6:04 am
Fantastic blog you have here but I was wondering if you knew
of any user discussion forums that cover the same topics discussed in this article?
I’d really love to be a part of group where I can get opinions from other knowledgeable individuals
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December 12, 2016 at 6:11 am
Thank you
I’m glad you like the blog,
as for the user discussion forum i don’t know of any but I’d be willing tl let you know if I come across any.
How about we start one, I’m not really an expert on this but with a bit of effort i think we can be up to it.
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