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The Gum-Gatherer

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There overtook me and drew me in
To his down-hill, early-morning stride,
And set me five miles on my road
Better than if he had had me ride,
A man with a swinging bag for'load
And half the bag wound round his hand.
We talked like barking above the din
Of water we walked along beside.
And for my telling him where I'd been
And where I lived in mountain land
To be coming home the way I was,
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COMMENTS
Tom Allport 21 December 2016
a poem of historical value about how someone survived
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Stephen W 19 March 2013
The motive for this poem seems to me to be a kind of documenting of rural life. I'm sure Frost was aware that things were changing fast. He is trying to capture a world that would soon pass away.
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