Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''You never saw this room before a show,
    Full of lank, shivery, half-drowned birds
    In separate coops, having their plumage done.
    The smell of the wet feathers in the heat!''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Housekeeper."
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  • ''We've looked and looked, but after all where are we?
    Do we know any better where we are,
    And how it stands between the night tonight
    And a man with a smoky lantern chimney?
    How different from the way it ever stood?''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Star-Splitter."
  • ''You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father's. He is more particular.... The father is always a Republican towards his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Writers at Work, Second Series, ed. George Plimpton (1963).
  • ''I fail to see what fun, what satisfaction
    A God can find in laughing at how badly
    Men fumble at the possibilities....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Reason."
  • ''"If he thinks all the fruit that grows wild is for him,
    He'll find he's mistaken...."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Blueberries."
  • ''I dwell in a lonely house I know
    That vanished many a summer ago....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Ghost House."
  • ''A Stranger came to the door at eve,
    And he spoke the bridegroom fair.
    He bore a green-white stick in his hand,
    And, for all burden, care.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Love and a Question."
  • ''They listened at his heart.
    Little—less—nothing!—and that ended it.
    No more to build on there. And they, since they
    Were not the one dead, turned to their affairs.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Out, Out (l. 31-34). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
  • ''The mountain pushed us off her knees.
    And now her lap is full of trees.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Birthplace."
  • ''But judging by what little of it stands,
    Not even the ingenuities of debt
    Could save it from its losses being met.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Ingenuities of Debt."

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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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Come In

As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.

Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.

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