Reply #13: That ain't what Thoreau wrote!

[Dora]

Typical fundie pap. Take a perfectly adquate poem and CHANGE it to suit your needs.

Here's how Thoreau said it, from beginning to end:



“An Early Unconverted Saint...”
by Henry D. Thoreau

An early unconverted Saint,
Free from noontide or evening taint,
Heathen without reproach,
That did upon the civil day encroach,
And ever since its birth
Had trod the outskirts of the earth.

http://www.walden.org/institute/thoreau/writings/poetry/Early%20Unconverted%20Saint.htm



It seems to be an extended metaphor for the sun's rise and passage through the sky. Its Christian tones aren't surprising, and lend a nice duplicity to its meaning.

What your cousin is sending out is NOT Thoreau -- it's posthumous gibberish that somebody thought would look pretty.