Henry David Thoreau

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

Indeed, Indeed I Cannot Tell - Poem by Henry David Thoreau

Indeed indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.
Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
When I say thou dost disgust me.
O, I hate thee with a hate
That would fain annihilate;
Yet sometimes against my will,
My dear friend, I love thee still.
It were treason to our love,
And a sin to God above,
One iota to abate
Of a pure impartial hate.


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  • (6/24/2018 12:48:00 PM)


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  • (3/8/2018 11:59:00 PM)


    Wow. its very nice. Amazing as well (Report) Reply

  • (3/8/2018 10:08:00 PM)


    I ponder on it well! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (3/8/2018 10:06:00 AM)


    A dilemma of love and hate, so well portrayed by the poet so nicely.
    10++++
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  • (3/8/2018 8:54:00 AM)


    what a marvellous poem! thou will trust me when thou dost disgust me! Only a great master can create a poem like this! (Report) Reply

  • Savita Tyagi (3/8/2018 8:45:00 AM)


    Conflicting emotions expressed with greate intensity and choice of words. (Report) Reply

  • (3/8/2018 8:19:00 AM)


    The human emotion of love and hate philosophically told by the great poet. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/8/2018 1:38:00 AM)


    Amusing depiction on love and hate. Beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Bernard F. Asuncion (3/8/2018 1:27:00 AM)


    Such a great poem by Henry David Thoreau👍👍👍 (Report) Reply

  • (10/7/2014 9:01:00 PM)


    Thoreau was a better writer of prose than of poetry. However, overall, he is one my most admired writers of all time. What I like much better than his poetry is a book of excerpts from his journal, rewritten in lines and preseted as found poetry: All Nature Is My Bride. If had simply written such poetry in his lifetime, he would have beaten Whitman at his own game. Thoreau's prose is very poetic, even the impromptu writings in his journals, from which these found poems are taken. What a master writer he was. (Report) Reply

  • (10/7/2014 5:41:00 PM)


    Mixed feelings of love and hate, I can relate to your feeling within this poem. (Report) Reply

  • (10/7/2014 5:39:00 PM)


    Strong mixed feels between love and hate, I can relate to. I thoroughly enjoyed the reading. Excellent. (Report) Reply

  • (10/7/2014 12:37:00 PM)


    I'm thinking his wife must have hogged the covers on that previous eve.... Quite a distillation of feelings in whatever relationship he pondered here..... Pleasantly presented in somewhat steady meter and the humor in his heart appears very loudly to me. I suspect Henry had a grand time divining this one. (Report) Reply

  • Floyd Biggie Hwende (10/7/2014 11:14:00 AM)


    i liked this one it says some thing. and it is really a dilema met by most hearts. check some of my poems (Report) Reply

  • Soulful Heart (10/7/2014 8:14:00 AM)


    the dilema of a human heart.....the tragedy of loving a person inspite of being hurt the most by the same individual....hatred and love two sides of the same coin....u hatred and love are usually directly proportional...all these themes in one poem..... (Report) Reply

  • Sagnik Chakraborty (10/7/2014 2:34:00 AM)


    Extreme love mixed with extreme hatred; the bipolar aspect of a stormy relation beautifully expressed through sublime verse. (Report) Reply

  • Terry Craddock (10/7/2014 1:20:00 AM)


    Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
    When I say thou dost disgust me.

    No trust does not enter into this equation, hating to the point of annihilating, does not equate to sometimes against my will, / My dear friend, I love thee still. This is more than being of two minds, split personality cannot calm such volatile waters, such an on going love hate relationship of such intensity, would ultimately lead to the hate annihilating persona killing the beloved hated friend in one of the explosive hate cycles; thus killing the one loved, conflict solved in explosive emotive action.
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    (2/5/2018 6:31:00 PM)

    it's called conflicting emotions

  • Queeny Gona (10/7/2013 7:37:00 AM)


    Treason to love
    A sin to God


    Inevitable to love
    Against the will of protagonists


    Superb read......
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  • Manohar Bhatia (10/7/2013 7:28:00 AM)


    The poet ponders that even if his love betrays him, he will still love her, rather indulge in pure impartial hate. (Report) Reply

  • Kevin Straw (10/7/2012 11:03:00 AM)


    How can his hate for one person be impartial. An impartial hate would be given equally to two or more people. You cannot be impartial towards one person. (Report) Reply

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