Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell,
Though I ponder on it well,
Which were easier to state,
All my love or all my hate.
Surely, surely, thou wilt trust me
When I say thou dost disgust me.
O, I hate thee with a hate
That would fain annihilate;
Yet sometimes against my will,
My dear friend, I love thee still.
It were treason to our love,
And a sin to God above,
One iota to abate
Of a pure impartial hate.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Henry David Thoreau's poem Indeed, indeed, I cannot tell


  1. Brittany says:

    I cannot understand if ther is any imagery. Is there?

  2. Justin says:

    this poem was a great poem in some ways to me but in other ways i did not understand this poem like for example i hated it

  3. jessica says:

    i cant really understand it yet at the same time i understand it…..its really weird it depends on my mood in order to analyze it b/c each time i analyze it differently!!!!

  4. Elise Michelle says:

    i love this poem. i think that it is beautiful in the way that it describes that there is a thin line between love and hate.

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