Manhood
by Henry David Thoreau I love to see the man, a long-lived child, As yet uninjured by all worldly taint As the fresh infant whose whole life is play. 'Tis a serene spectacle for a serene day; But better still I love to contemplate The mature sould of lesser innocence, Who hath traveled for on life's dusty road Far from the starting point of infancy And proudly bears his small degen'racy Blazan'd on his memorial standard high Who from the sad experience of his fate Since his bark struck on that unlucky rock Has proudly steered his life with his own hands. Though his face harbors less of innocence Yet there do chiefly lurk within its depths Furrowed by care, but yet all over spread With the ripe bloom of a self-wrought content Noble resolves which do reprove the gods And it doth more assert man'seminence Above the happy level of the brute Andmore doth advertise me of the heights To which no natural path doth ever lead No natural light can ever light our steps, --But the far-piercing ray that shines From the recesses of a brave man's eye. Aspirennies.com by Katharena Eiermann (found 9-20-01 online at http://www.aspirennies.com/private/SiteBody/Romance/Poetry/Thoreau/poem9.shtml) Introduction: This poem may be a little difficult for some students to understand. If I were going to share this poem with a class I would make sure to go over the meaning of words they may not know: taint, spectacle, serene, contemplate... The concepts and ideas contained in this poem may be too mature for younger students. Use caution when reading or assigning to students. Extension: This would be a good introduction for a study on Henry David Thoreau. You could find biographies and other works to incorporate into a unit on Henry David Thoreau. |