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He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But still lies pointed as it plowed the dust.
If we who sight along it round the world,
See nothing worthy to have been its mark,
It is because like men we look too near,
Forgetting that as fitted to the sphere,
Our missiles always make too short an arc.
They fall, they rip the grass, they intersect
The curve of earth, and striking, break their own;
They make us cringe for metal-point on stone.
But this we know, the obstacle that checked
And tripped the body, shot the spirit on
Further than target ever showed or shone.
Robert Frost
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Saadat Tahir
(5/21/2009 7:19:00 AM) |
hi robert very nice inspirational lines
great poetry there
cheers
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Carey Jobe
(12/25/2008 7:32:00 PM) |
The preceding comments are trash. This is a moving and effective poem. I know, because I read it at the funeral of my father, a soldier. Let us respect our soldiers at arms and be grateful they moved our great poets to such verse.
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Roger Cornish
(2/8/2008 6:40:00 PM) |
Dead? Oh my god.... You could have broken that to me a little gentler!
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Melia Candelaria
(10/29/2007 8:31:00 PM) |
Um...Ruby Root? ? ? Robert Frost is dead. He has been for a long time... Duh.
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Ruby Root
(7/10/2006 10:09:00 AM) |
Hi Robert, You write with amazing imagery. You are so talented and expressive. This is an excellent poem. Take care.
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