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"And work was little in the house,
She was free,"
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Hill Wife, "V. The Impulse." |
""... He thinks you ought to pay me for my flowers.
You don't know what I mean about the flowers.
Don't stop to try to now. You'll miss your train.
Good-by." He flung his arms around his face."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Self-Seeker." |
"When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "What Fifty Said." |
"The artist in me cries out for design."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Reason." |
"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."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Birches (l. 1-3). . .
The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt. |
"Summoning artists to participate
In the august occasions of the state
Seems something artists ought to celebrate.
Today is for my cause a day of days."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "For John F. Kennedy His Inauguration." |
"Till we came to be
There was not a trace
Of a thinking race
Anywhere in space."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk." |
"This I saw when waking late,
Going by at a railroad rate,
Looking through wreaths of engine smoke
Far into the lives of other folk."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "On the Heart's Beginning to Cloud the Mind." |
"Mrs. Baptiste came in and rocked a chair
That had as many motions as the world:"
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Ax-Helve." |
"It was too lonely for her there,
And too wild,
And since there were but two of them,
And no child...."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Hill Wife, "V. The Impulse." |
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