Robert Frost Quotes
''A girl could only seeRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Subverted Flower (l. 48-52). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
That a flower had marred a man,
But what she could not see
Was that the flower might be
Other than base and fetid:''
''But all he did was spread the roomRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "America Is Hard to See."
Of our enacting out the doom
Of being in each other's way,
And so put off the weary day
When we would have to put our mind
On how to crowd but still be kind.''
''Love has earth to which she clings....''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Bond and Free."
''I wish I could promise to lie in the nightRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Good-by and Keep Cold."
And think of an orchard's arboreal plight
When slowly (and nobody comes with a light)
Its heart sinks lower under the sod.
But something has to be left to God.''
''The maplesRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Maple."
Stood uniform in buckets, and the steam
Of sap and snow rolled off the sugarhouse.''
''They sat together halfway up a cliffRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Paul's Wife."
In a small niche let into it, the girl
Brightly, as if a star played on the place,
Paul darkly, like her shadow.''
''It was the words "descended into Hades"Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Black Cottage."
That seemed too pagan to our liberal youth.
You know they suffered from a general onslaught.
And well, if they weren't true why keep right on
Saying them like the heathen? We could drop them.''
''For you, O tumultuous flowers,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Last Mowing."
To go to waste and go wild in....''
''"... Someone said'Come'MI heard it as I bowed."Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Telephone."
"I may have thought as much, but not aloud."
"Well, so I came."''
''He wasn't off a mere degree;Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "America Is Hard to See."
His reckoning was off a sea.''
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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 ...
A Time To Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall