Robert Frost Quotes
''Where my imaginary lineRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Beech."
Bends square in woods, an iron spine
And pile of real rocks have been founded.''
''Courage is in the air in bracing whiffsRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "For John F. Kennedy His Inauguration."
Better than all the stalemate an's and ifs.''
''Spirit enters fleshRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
And for all it's worth
Charges into earth
In birth after birth
Ever fresh and fresh.''
''You linger your little hour and are gone,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "On Going Unnoticed."
And still the woods sweep leafily on....''
''For every parcel I stoop down to seizeRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Armful."
I lose some other off my arms and knees,
And the whole pile is slipping, bottles, buns ...''
''One ought not to have to careRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Hill Wife (l. 1-4). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
So much as you and I
Care when the birds come round the house
To seem to say good-by;''
''"I wanted there should be some there next year."Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Self-Seeker."
"Of course you did. You left the rest for seed,
And for the backwoods woodchuck. You're the girl!
A Ram's Horn orchid seedpod for a woodchuck
Sounds something like. Better than farmer's beans
To a discriminating appetite...."''
''Some say existence like a PirouotRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. West-running Brook (l. 50-54). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
And Pirouette, forever in one place,
Stands still and dances, but it runs away;
It seriously, sadly, runs away
To fill the abyss's void with emptiness.''
''You mean about success,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
And how by its own logic it concentrates
All wealth and power in too few hands?''
''Thus truth's established and borne out,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Beech."
Though circumstanced with dark and doubt
Though by a world of doubt surrounded.''
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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.