Tuesday, January 11, 2005

A Poem by Joaquin Miller

In men whom men condemn as ill
I find so much of goodness still,
In men whom men pronounce divine
I find so much of sin and blot,
I hesitate to draw the line
Between the two, where God has not.

Joaquin Miller
(ne Cincinnatus Hiner Miller)
(1841-1913)
American poet