Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Unharvested - Poem by Robert Frost

A scent of ripeness from over a wall.
And come to leave the routine road
And look for what had made me stall,
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Comments about Unharvested by Robert Frost

  • Rookie Jake Blake (1/4/2013 10:09:00 AM)

    Line 8 should read: For there there had been an apple fall. However slight the unintended alteration, it ruins the poem. The true version of this poem (which is not the version circulating round the internet) is appropriately forgotten and left - unharvested in dusty Frost volumes everywhere. (Report) Reply

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