Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Poems

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
161. Gathering Leaves 1/13/2003
162. The Sound Of Trees 1/3/2003
163. Fireflies In The Garden 1/3/2003
164. A Cliff Dwelling 1/3/2003
165. Dust Of Snow 1/3/2003
166. Once By The Pacific 1/3/2003
167. A Considerable Speck 1/3/2003
168. Out, Out 1/3/2003
169. The Rose Family 1/3/2003
170. The Silken Tent 1/3/2003
171. Desert Places 1/3/2003
172. A Patch Of Old Snow 1/3/2003
173. Stars 1/3/2003
174. After Apple Picking 1/3/2003
175. Birches 1/3/2003
176. Mending Wall 1/3/2003
177. A Brook In The City 1/13/2003
178. Design 1/3/2003
179. A Boundless Moment 1/13/2003
180. Asking For Roses 1/3/2003
181. A Time To Talk 1/3/2003
182. A Minor Bird 1/13/2003
183. A Soldier 1/13/2003
184. A Prayer In Spring 1/3/2003
185. A Question 1/3/2003
186. Acquainted With The Night 1/3/2003
187. A Late Walk 1/3/2003
188. Nothing Gold Can Stay 1/3/2003
189. Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening 1/3/2003
190. Fire And Ice 1/3/2003
191. The Road Not Taken 1/3/2003
Best Poem of Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come ...

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We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.

'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.

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