It was a man of many parts, <br />Who in his coffer mind <br />Had stored the Classics and the Arts <br />And Sciences combined; <br />The purest gems of poesy <br />Came flashing from his pen-- <br />The wholesome truths of History <br />He gave his fellow men. <br /> <br />He knew the stars from 'Dog' to Mars; <br />And he could tell you, too, <br />Their distances--as though the cars <br />Had often checked him through-- <br />And time 'twould take to reach the sun, <br />Or by the 'Milky Way,' <br />Drop in upon the moon, or run <br />The homeward trip, or stay. <br /> <br />With Logic at his fingers' ends, <br />Theology in mind, <br />He often entertained his friends <br />Until they died resigned; <br />And with inquiring mind intent <br />Upon Alchemic arts <br />A dynamite experiment-- <br />. . . . . . . <br />A man of many parts!<br /><br />James Whitcomb Riley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-man-of-many-parts/
