Frederick Philip Grove
THOUGHTS
(IM 1-14)

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e-Edition by Gaby Divay
© August 2007

University of Manitoba Libraries	FPG & FrL Collections	University of Manitoba Archives

QUESTIONS REASKED[38] by Frederick Philip Grove What are we? Whence? And whither are we bound? O questions answerless which still we pose As Plato posed them who could more deeply sound Such problems than whoever went or goes. What is this I?                      My body? But I can Rescind these limbs and undiminished live. My thought? But I can ever new thought plan That will to worlds new glow and glory give. Nor is my body now that which it was But yesterday before today was born; Nor is my thought the same; the binding laws Which guide it now will shortly be outworn. What is this I?                      Must we still search in vain? Yet this one thing, the more we search, seems sure: Whether we laugh in joy or wince in pain, Something lives in us which will aye endure. We do not understand that it was we Who did this thing or that, in days gone by; Yet do we know, whatever we may be, In us, somewhere, somehow, there lives this I, And it is still the same as years ago: A conscious centre unattacked by time. Says Doubt,                 "Fool, fool! You err! It is not so!" Says Faith,                "By this assured belief I climb[39] "To heaven still!"                          O questions numberless Like waves wind-tossed! Is there no solid ground? No, there is none. These questions urge and press:[40] What are we, whence, and whither bound?. In Memoriam 7