All things without, which are round about we see,
We seek to know, and how the to do
But that whereby we reason, live and be,
Within ourselves, are we strangers?!?!

We that acquaint ourselves with every zone
and pass both tropics and behold the poles,
When we come home, we are to ourselves unknown,
And unacuainted with our own souls.

Think about this carefully:p

I think it's a load of crap. Just because it's in some kind of poem and it's somewhat nebulous doesn't give it any more validity.

Is it the sun and the moon?

Are you kidding? It's talking about how we can reason, use logic, and explore all we want, but if we don't pay attention to our "souls", then we are strangers to ourselves.

i know i realize that but it sort of sounds like a riddle. o.k. i didnt mean any harm. I just wanted to try and solve it, if it was.

"How the to do?" I'm assuming there's a typo in there somewhere, but I have no idea what it is.

The poem seems to be about knowing more about the world around us than what is inside one's self. I think. Not to sound too negative, but it would really help if there were some semblance of English grammar in there, somewhere...

Make me a ham sammich.

Did you want mayo and tomato on that too?

Mmmm, that sounds nice.

ok well is that all or did you want some chips and a Dr. pepper as well? I mean the menu's open.

Hmmm, chips sound nice.

But they must be Utz, and I don't like Dr. Pepper. I think a bottle of water would do nicely.