Robert Frost Quotes
''That would be good both going and coming back.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Birches (l. 58-59). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.''
''He bestows summer on us and escapesRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "From Plane to Plane."
Before our realizing what we have
To thank him for. He doesn't want our thanks.''
''"Well, who begun it?"Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Lines Written in Dejection on the Eve of Great Success."
That's what at the end of a war
We always say not who won it,
Or what it was foughten for.''
''It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warmRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Our Singing Strength."
The flakes could find no landing place to form.''
''That primitive headRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Bad Island Easter."
So ambitiously vast,
Yet so rude in its art,
Is as easily read
For the woes of the past
As a clinical chart.''
''"... I'll talk to you, old woman, afterward.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Housekeeper."
I've got some news that maybe isn't news.
What are they trying to do to me, these two?"''
''They are that that talks of goingRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Sound of Trees."
But never gets away;
And that talks no less for knowing,
As it grows wiser and older,
That now it means to stay.''
''But that beginning was wiped out in fearRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Wild Grapes."
The day I swung suspended with the grapes,
And was come after like Eurydice
And brought down safely from the upper regions;
And the life I live now's an extra life
I can waste as I please on whom I please.''
''We disparage reason.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Reason."
But all the time it's what we're most concerned with.
There's will as motor and there's will as brakes.
Reason is, I suppose, the steering gear.''
''"... You ought to have seen how it looked in the rain,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Blueberries."
The fruit mixed with water in layers of leaves,
Like two kinds of jewels, a vision for thieves."''
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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 ...
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five mountain ranges one behind the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened: day was all but done.