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Author: High MilesHigh Miles Date: Aug 12, 2007 23:24
The House by the Side of the Road
THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn
In the place of their self-content;
There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
In a fellowless firmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
Where highways never ran-
But let me live by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
Where the race of men go by-
The men who are good and the men who are bad,
As good and as bad as I.
I would not sit in the scorner's seat
Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
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Author: NantzNantz Date: Aug 13, 2007 06:55
On Aug 12, 4:24 pm, High Miles <2Blue...@ comcast.net> wrote: > The House by the Side of the Road
>
> THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn
> In the place of their self-content;
> There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
> In a fellowless firmament;
> There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
> Where highways never ran-
> But let me live by the side of the road
> And be a friend to man.
>
> Let me live in a house by the side of the road
> Where the race of men go by-
> The men who are good and the men who are bad,
> As good and as bad as I.
> I would not sit in the scorner's seat
> Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
> Let me live in a house by the side of the road
> And be a friend to man. ...
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Author: EvelynEvelyn Date: Aug 14, 2007 12:44
On Aug 12, 4:24 pm, High Miles <2Blue...@ comcast.net> wrote: > The House by the Side of the Road
>
> THERE are hermit souls that live withdrawn
> In the place of their self-content;
> There are souls like stars, that dwell apart,
> In a fellowless firmament;
> There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths
> Where highways never ran-
> But let me live by the side of the road
> And be a friend to man.
>
> Let me live in a house by the side of the road
> Where the race of men go by-
> The men who are good and the men who are bad,
> As good and as bad as I.
> I would not sit in the scorner's seat
> Nor hurl the cynic's ban-
> Let me live in a house by the side of the road
> And be a friend to man. ...
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Author: AndySAndyS Date: Aug 14, 2007 13:47
Nantz wrote:
> I like that...very much. I think it is much easier to apply those
> thoughts in real life than it is to apply them in cyber space where
> scorn and cynicism abound, protected by anonymity. So often I wonder
> how the name callers and judges would behave in a face to face
> situation.
Andy writes:
Ever notice how the "name callers" usually post under cutsey names,
and hide their identity...
I know exactly how they would behave face to face.... That's why
I occasionally post my GPS coordinates so they will have the
opportunity ..... so far, no takers... :>))))) ( I wonder
why??? )
I remember the poem from back in grade school. I had thought it
was Robert Frost, but I guess I was mistaken.......
( My particular favorite is "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy
Evening" )
.... and then there are the limericks with "Nantucket" in the
first line.......
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Author: NantzNantz Date: Aug 14, 2007 18:05
On Aug 14, 6:47 am, AndyS juno.com> wrote:
.> Andy writes:
>
> Ever notice how the "name callers" usually post under cutsey names,
> and hide their identity...
>
> I know exactly how they would behave face to face.... That's why
> I occasionally post my GPS coordinates so they will have the
> opportunity ..... so far, no takers... :>))))) ( I wonder
> why??? )
>
> I remember the poem from back in grade school. I had thought it
> was Robert Frost, but I guess I was mistaken.......
>
> ( My particular favorite is "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy
> Evening" )
>
> .... and then there are the limericks with "Nantucket" in the
> first line....... ...
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Author: High MilesHigh Miles Date: Aug 14, 2007 18:21
AndyS wrote:
> Nantz wrote:
>> I like that...very much. I think it is much easier to apply those
>> thoughts in real life than it is to apply them in cyber space where
>> scorn and cynicism abound, protected by anonymity. So often I wonder
>> how the name callers and judges would behave in a face to face
>> situation.
>
> Andy writes:
> Ever notice how the "name callers" usually post under cutsey names,
> and hide their identity...
Still kickin' the nickname horse eh ?
Why does it bother you so much ?
I think it's fun, and a bit of a peek into the personality of the poster.
>
> I know exactly how they would behave face to face.... That's why
> I occasionally post my GPS coordinates so they will have the
> opportunity ..... so far, no takers... :>))))) ( I wonder why??? )
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Author: High MilesHigh Miles Date: Aug 14, 2007 18:30
Nantz wrote:
> On Aug 14, 6:47 am, AndyS juno.com> wrote:
> .>> Andy writes:
>>
>> Ever notice how the "name callers" usually post under cutsey names,
>> and hide their identity...
>>
>> I know exactly how they would behave face to face.... That's why
>> I occasionally post my GPS coordinates so they will have the
>> opportunity ..... so far, no takers... :>))))) ( I wonder
>> why??? )
>>
>> I remember the poem from back in grade school. I had thought it
>> was Robert Frost, but I guess I was mistaken.......
>>
>> ( My particular favorite is "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy
>> Evening" )
>>
>> .... and then there are the limericks with "Nantucket" in the ...
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Author: NantzNantz Date: Aug 14, 2007 20:47
On Aug 14, 11:21 am,
> AndyS wrote:
>> I remember the poem from back in grade school. I had
thought it
>> was Robert Frost, but I guess I was mistaken.......
>
>> ( My particular favorite is "Stopping by the Woods on a Snowy
>> Evening" )
>
> Yup - another winner.
>> Andy in Eureka, Texas
+++++++++++++
To refresh your memory.
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Author: NancyNancy Date: Aug 14, 2007 22:48
"Nantz" charter.net> wrote in message > To refresh your memory.>
> Whose woods these are I think I know.
> His house is in the village though;
> He will not see me stopping here
> To watch his woods fill up with snow.
> My little horse must think it queer
> To stop without a farmhouse near
> Between the woods and frozen lake
> The darkest evening of the year.
> He gives his harness bells a shake
> To ask if there is some mistake.
> The only other sound's the sweep
> Of easy wind and downy flake.
> The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
> But, I have promises to keep,
> And miles to go before I sleep,
> And miles to go before I sleep.
The Daves are going to be really upset. The poem has the "Q" word in it!!
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Author: High MilesHigh Miles Date: Aug 14, 2007 22:53
Nancy wrote:
> "Nantz" charter.net> wrote in message > To refresh your memory.>> Whose woods these are I think I know.
>> His house is in the village though;
>> He will not see me stopping here
>> To watch his woods fill up with snow.
>> My little horse must think it queer
>> To stop without a farmhouse near
>> Between the woods and frozen lake
>> The darkest evening of the year.
>> He gives his harness bells a shake
>> To ask if there is some mistake.
>> The only other sound's the sweep
>> Of easy wind and downy flake.
>> The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
>> But, I have promises to keep,
>> And miles to go before I sleep,
>> And miles to go before I sleep.
>
> The Daves are going to be really upset. The poem has the "Q" word in it!! ...
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