FEW things are perfect: we bear Eden's scar; Yet faulty man was godlike in design That day when first, with stick and length of twine, He drew me on the sand. Then what could mar His joy in that obedient mystic line; And then, computing with a zeal divine, He called ?? 3-point-14159 And knew my lovely circuit 2 ?? r! A circle is a happy thing to be -- Think how the joyful perpendicular Erected at the kiss of tangency Must meet my central point, my avatar! They talk of 14 points: yet only 3 Determine every circle: Q. E. D. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR THE ANNIVERSARY OF JOHN KEATS' DEATH by SARA TEASDALE THE BLUEBIRD by EMILY DICKINSON SIGNS OF THE TIMES by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR FREEDOM by RALPH WALDO EMERSON LOVE DISSEMBLED, FR. AS YOU LIKE IT by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE VICTORY by LAWRENCE ALMA-TADEMA |