There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament.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 in a house 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, the men who are bad, As bad and as good 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 sound of the road And be a friend to man.
I see from my house by the side of the road By the side of the highway of life The men who press with the ardor of hope The men who are faint from the strife.
But I turn not away from their smiles and tears Both parts of an infinite plan- Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.
I know there are brook-gladdened meadows ahead And mountains of wearisome height; That the road passes on through the long afternoon And stretches away to the night.
And still I rejoice when the travelers rejoice And weep with the strangers that moan Nor live in my house by the side of the road Like a man who dwells alone.
Let me live in a house by the side of the road Where the race of men go by They are good, they are bad, they are weak, they are strong, Wise, foolish-So am I.
Then why should I sit in the scorner's seat Or 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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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
This poem was read to me quite often by my grandfather who loved poetry and believes that this is how man should treat each other. It is a cherished favorite. :-)
Hi, ReaderOfSouls, I am not familiar with Sam Walter Foss's poetry but he certainly has a good take on what it means to be a healthy part of humanity. Thank you for sharing one of your favorites with us.
This work is a favorite of my maternal grandfather. While he is not a scholar or a learned man in the traditional sense, he always enjoyed reading it as a child and shared it often with my siblings and myself. It has now become my favorite and is how I live my life- always extending a helping hand and a listening ear to fellow man. :-)
Thank you so much Kind Lady for your kind comments and words.
paloma66Manukau, Auckland New ZealandJan 6, 2012
Dear ROS,this indeed is a wonderful poem,if everyone could be non-critical,and just resign himself/herself to being a good specimen of humanity,not to consider themselves a cut above,it would make a difference.Its not necessary to don the apparel of piety,but just be ourselves and learn to accept the good with the bad,but if we can share the little good we have,then why not?I love this poem too.An aura of bon homie should be prevalent. Thank you sweet soul for sharing this.
Maxeen_1YORK, North Yorkshire, England UKJan 6, 2012
ROS Thankyou for sharing this poets work..what a beautiful selfless poem so wise excellent.. really enjoyed reading it.. thanx again ... I see from my house by the side of the road ] By the side of the highway of life The men who press with the ardor of hope The men who are faint from the strife. But I turn not away from their smiles and tears Both parts of an infinite plan- Let me live in a house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.
This poem just seems to speak through the ages and recalls that we should be who we are, accept as we are and to always be kind to others and to lend that listening ear. :-)
I'm so glad you like this one, it's always been a personal favorite and is how I live my life. :-)
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I am not familiar with Sam Walter Foss's poetry but he certainly has a good take on what it means to be a healthy part of humanity. Thank you for sharing one of your favorites with us.
The man could write and certainly understood the nature of people. Glad you liked it. :)
Yes, he certainly did. He was quite a writer and my grandfather really enjoys his writings. Glad you enjoyed this one. :)
Yes, he certainly did. He was quite a writer and my grandfather really enjoys his writings. Glad you enjoyed this one. :)
This work is a favorite of my maternal grandfather. While he is not a scholar or a learned man in the traditional sense, he always enjoyed reading it as a child and shared it often with my siblings and myself. It has now become my favorite and is how I live my life- always extending a helping hand and a listening ear to fellow man. :-)
Thank you so much Kind Lady for your kind comments and words.
Thank you sweet soul for sharing this.
I see from my house by the side of the road
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By the side of the highway of life
The men who press with the ardor of hope
The men who are faint from the strife.
But I turn not away from their smiles and tears
Both parts of an infinite plan-
Let me live in a house by the side of the road
And be a friend to man.
I'm so glad you like it!! This one is so timeless and just applies beyond time and space to all. :-)
This poem just seems to speak through the ages and recalls that we should be who we are, accept as we are and to always be kind to others and to lend that listening ear. :-)
I'm so glad you like this one, it's always been a personal favorite and is how I live my life. :-)
It's so good to see you Dear Friend.