In the first few months the British suffered many reverses. Patriotism ran high in these days of Empire, and Queen Victoria sent consignments of chocolate to the troops wishing them a Happy New Year for January 1st, The Boers gave the area the name of Suffolk Hill in recognition of their courage. They left for South Africa on February 11th.
There was a law of God or man That on the one who came too late The gate for half an hour be locked, His time be lost, his pittance docked. He stood rebuked and unemployed.
The straining mill began to shake, The mill, though many, many eyed, Had eyes inscrutably opaque; So that he couldn't look inside To see if some forlorn machine Was standing idle for his sake. He couldn't hope its heart would break.
And yet he thought he saw the scene: The air was full of dust of wool. A thousand yarns were under pull, But pull so slow, with such a twist, All day from spool to lesser spool, It seldom overtaxed their strength; They safely grew in slender lenght.
And if one broke by any chance, The spinner saw it at a glance. The spinner still was there to spin. THat's where the human still came in. Her deft hand showed with finger rings Among the harp-like spread of strings.
She caught the pieces end to end And, with a touch that never missed, Not so much tied as made them blend. Man's ingenuity was good. He saw it plainly where he stood, Yet found it easy to resist.
He knew another place, a wood, And in it, tall as trees, were cliffs; And if he stood on one of these, 'Twoud be among the tops of trees, Their upper brancjes round him wreathing, Their breathing mingled with his breathing.
He knew a path that wanted walking; He knew a spring that wanted drinking; A though that wanted further thinking; A love that wanted re-renewing. Nor was this just a way of talking TO save him the expense of doing.
With him it boded action, deed. The factory was very fine; He wished it all the modern speed. Yet, after all, 'twas not divine, That is to say, 'twas not a church.
He never would assume that he'd Be any institution's need. But he said then and still would say If there should ever come a day When industry seemed like to die Because he left it in the lurch, Or even merely seemed to pine For want of his approval, why, Come get him——they knew where to search.
Departmental An ant on the tablecloth Ran into a dormant moth Of many times his size. He showed not the least surprise. His business wasn't with such. He gave it scarcely a touch, And was off on his duty run. Yet if he encountered one Of the hive's enquiry squad Whose work is to find out God And the nature of time and space, He would put him onto the case.
Ants are a curious race; One crossing with hurried tread The body of one of their dead Isn't given a moment's arrest- Seems not even impressed.
But he no doubts report to any With whom he crosses antennae, And they no doubt report To the higher up at court. Then word goes forth in Formic: Will the special Janizary Whose office it is to bury The dead of the commissary Go bring him home to his people.
Lay him in state on a sepal.
Wrap him for shroud in a petal. Embalm him with ichor of nettle. This is the word of your Queen. No one stands round to stare. It is nobody else's affair. It couldn't be called ungentle. But how thoroughly departmental.
Two Tramps in Mud Time Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in the yard, And one of them put me off my aim By hailing cheerily "Hit them hard! I knew pretty well what he had in mind: He wanted to take my job for pay.Be glad of water, but don´t forget The lurking frost in the earth beneath That will steal forth after the sun is set And show on the water its crystal teeth.
The time when most I loved my task These two must make me love it more By coming with what they came to ask. The Accounting Of Hardship - Parody Robert Frost by Jonathan leslutinsduphoenix.com still less of money spent where the spender thinks it went for despite reminders sent its too easy to invent excuses not to find the rent..
Page. The Hardship Of Accounting By Robert Frost. Analogy of Robert Frost Poetry. Robert Frost, who was born in March 26 , was a writer of traditional aspects portraying his life and his view of nature Frost was a person of form, he always played by the rules and even within the poems he wrote.
Frost is considered one of the greatest twentieth . News, education, information and entertainment for the commercial bank, finance and leasing industry.
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