Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''As for his evil tidings,
    Belshazzar's overthrow,
    Why hurry to tell Belshazzar
    What soon enough he would know?''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Bearer of Evil Tidings."
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  • ''He's got hay down that's been rained on three times.
    He hoed a little yesterday for me:
    I thought the growing things would do him good.
    Something went wrong. I saw him throw the hoe
    Sky-high with both hands.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Housekeeper."
  • ''what we miss we go to him and ask for.
    He promptly gives it back, that is if still
    Uneaten, unworn out, or undisposed of.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Star-Splitter."
  • ''But the flower leaned aside
    And thought of naught to say,
    And morning found the breeze
    A hundred miles away.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Wind and Window Flower."
  • ''Yet I suppose what seems to us confusion
    Is not confusion, but the form of forms,
    The serpent's tail stuck down the serpent's throat....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Reason."
  • ''"I wish I knew half what the flock of them know
    Of where all the berries and other things grow,
    Cranberries in bogs and raspberries on top
    Of the boulder-strewn mountain, and when they will crop...."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Blueberries."
  • ''The footpath down to the well is healed.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Ghost House."
  • ''Seeing myself well lost once more, I sighed,
    "Where, where in Heaven am I? But don't tell me!
    O opening clouds, by opening on me wide.
    Let's let my heavenly lostness overwhelm me."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Lost in Heaven."
  • ''"Don't let him cut my hand off—
    The doctor, when he comes. Don't let him, sister!"
    So. But the hand was gone already.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. CP-Frost. Out, Out (l. 25-27). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
  • ''The bearer of evil tidings,
    When he was halfway there,
    Remembered that evil tidings
    Were a dangerous thing to bear.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Bearer of Evil Tidings."

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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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Out, Out

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.

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