"Statistics prove" so many things: The size of towns, the height of kings. The age of children in the schools, The skull development of fools. The salaries that parsons get. The number of abodes to let, The wealth of lucky millionaires, The price of hens and mining shares ''" All things below and things above. It seems to me, "statistics prove." But no! statistics never yet Appraised a single violet. Measured the glances of an eye, Or probed the sorrow of a sigh. Statistics never caught the gleam That dances on a meadow stream. Or weighed the anthem of a bird In forest aisles devoutly heard. Statistics never proved a soul. In high or low, in part or whole, Sin, beauty, passion, honor, love ''" How much statistics cannot prove! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE LAND O' THE LEAL by CAROLINA OLIPHANT NAIRNE EIGHTEEN HUNDRED AND ELEVEN by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD THE BRIDES' TRAGEDY: ACT 3, SCENE 2 by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES THE TERRORS OF GUILT by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS PERMANENCY by RICHARD EUGENE BURTON THE CANDLE OF THE LORD by ADA CAMBRIDGE ON GETTING HOME THE PORTRAIT OF A FEMALE CHILD; BY EUGENIO LATILLA by THOMAS CAMPBELL |