"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...IT JUST SO HAPPENS by JAMES GALVIN BRIGHTNESS AS A POIGNANT LIGHT by DAVID IGNATOW IN A SWEDISH GRAVEYARD by EMMA LAZARUS DOMESDAY BOOK: THE VERDICT by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: MRS. CHARLES BLISS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |