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Asking For Roses

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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 that way in the gloaming with Mary;
'I wonder,' I say, 'who the owner of those is.'
'Oh, no one you know,' she answers me airy,
'But one we must ask if we want any roses.'

So we must join hands in the dew coming coldly
There in the hush of the wood that reposes,
And turn and go up to the open door boldly,
And knock to the echoes as beggars for roses.

'Pray, are you within there, Mistress Who-were-you? '
'Tis Mary that speaks and our errand discloses.
'Pray, are you within there? Bestir you, bestir you!
'Tis summer again; there's two come for roses.

'A word with you, that of the singer recalling-
Old Herrick: a saying that every maid knows is
A flower unplucked is but left to the falling,
And nothing is gained by not gathering roses.'

We do not loosen our hands' intertwining
(Not caring so very much what she supposes) ,
There when she comes on us mistily shining
And grants us by silence the boon of her roses.
Friday, January 3, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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david 18 November 2019
my. it is very sexy and wet
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Gypsy 10 February 2019
Travesty to have Frost read by some distant digital voice.
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Savita Tyagi 01 June 2018
Such a beautiful poem by Robert Frost. Thank you for posting. Needs to be read again and again.
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Adrian Flett 01 June 2018
The rhythm of the life cycle embodied in the moment and if allowed to past may not return. Great feeling of the transience of life's opportunities.
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Bernard F. Asuncion 01 June 2018
One of the great poems by Robert Frost??????
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Edward Kofi Louis 01 June 2018
Roses of love! ! The boon of her roses. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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Mahtab Bangalee 01 June 2018
rose is heavenly boon for human being- There when she comes on us mistily shining And grants us by silence the boon of her roses.
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Britte Ninad 01 June 2018
LOVE is flourished within rose - 'A word with you, that of the singer recalling- Old Herrick: a saying that every maid knows is A flower unplucked is but left to the falling, And nothing is gained by not gathering roses.'
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Your Psychiatrist 01 June 2018
You come up stinking like a sociopath Judith Blatherwick. The filth is all Over you from that mind.
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Akachukwu Lekwauwa 06 August 2016
a flower unpluged is but left to the falling,.........i love roses
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Susan Williams 22 March 2016
nothing is gained by not gathering roses.' - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - a perfect line, it stands there in our memory whispering itself over and over again
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