Good-bye, and Keep Cold This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark And cold to an orchard so young in the bark Reminds me of all that can happen to harm An orchard away at the end of …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Going For Water
Going For Water The well was dry beside the door, And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house To seek the brook if still it ran; Not loth to have excuse to go, …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Ghost House
Ghost House I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O’er …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Gathering Leaves
Gathering Leaves Spades take up leaves No better than spoons, And bags full of leaves Are light as balloons. I make a great noise Of rustling all day Like rabbit and deer Running away. But the mountains I raise …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Fragmentary Blue
Fragmentary Blue Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue? Since earth is earth, perhaps, not heaven …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: For once, then Something
For once, then Something Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs Always wrong to the light, so never seeing Deeper down in the well than where the water Gives me back in a shining surface picture Me myself …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Flower-Gathering
Flower-Gathering I left you in the morning, And in the morning glow, You walked a way beside me To make me sad to go. Do you know me in the gloaming, Gaunt and dusty gray with roaming? Are you …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Fire and Ice
Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Evening In A Sugar Orchard
Evening In A Sugar Orchard From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman with a careful voice And bade him leave the pan and stoke the arch: …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Dust of Snow
Dust of Snow The way a crow Shook down on me The dust of snow From a hemlock tree Has given my heart A change of mood And saved some part Of a day I had rued. …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Devotion
Devotion The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to ocean – Holding the curve of one position, Counting an endless repetition. Robert Frost
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Design
Design I found a dimpled spider, fat and white, On a white heal-all, holding up a moth Like a white piece of rigid satin cloth — Assorted characters of death and blight Mixed ready to begin the morning right, …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Desert Places
Desert Places Snow falling and night falling fast, oh, fast In a field I looked into going past, And the ground almost covered smooth in snow, But a few weeds and stubble showing last. The woods around it have …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: Come In
Come In As I came to the edge of the woods, Thrush music — hark! Now if it was dusk outside, Inside it was dark. Too dark in the woods for a bird By sleight of wing To better its …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost: But outer Space
But outer Space But outer Space, At least this far, For all the fuss Of the populace Stays more popular Than populous Robert Frost
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost : Bond And Free
Bond And Free Love has earth to which she clings With hills and circling arms about– Wall within wall to shut fear out. But Thought has need of no such things, For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings. On …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost : Birches
Birches When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think some boy’s been swinging them. But swinging doesn’t bend them down to stay. Ice-storms do that. Often you must …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost : Bereft
Bereft Where had I heard this wind before Change like this to a deeper roar? What would it take my standing there for, Holding open a restive door, Looking down hill to a frothy shore? Summer was past and the …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost : Asking for Roses
Asking for Roses A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but the wind ever closes, Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster; It stands in a garden of old-fashioned roses. I pass by …
Read More »Poem by Robert Frost : An Old Man’s Winter Night
An Old Man’s Winter Night All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on the pane in empty rooms. What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze Was …
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