Robert Frost Quotes
''Yankees are what they always were.''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Brown's Descent."
''I had a glimpse through curtain lacesRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Good Hours."
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.''
''A name with meaning could bring up a child,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Maple."
Taking the child out of the parents' hands.
Better a meaningless name, I should say,
As leaving more to nature and happy chance.
Name children some names and see what you do.''
''To drive Paul out of any lumber campRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Paul's Wife."
All that was needed was to say to him,
"How is the wife, Paul?" and he'd disappear.''
''(Nothing could draw her after those two sons.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Black Cottage."
She valued the considerate neglect
She had at some cost taught them after years.)''
''Then now is the chance for the flowersRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Last Mowing."
That can't stand mowers and plowers.
It must be now, though, in season
Before the not mowing brings trees on....''
''The light was what it was all about:Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Thatch."
I would not go in till the light went out;
It would not go out till I came in.''
''He had been given to beholdRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "America Is Hard to See."
The race's future trial place,
A fresh start for the human race.''
''But now he snapped his eyes three times;Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Brown's Descent."
Then shook his lantern, saying, "He's
'Bout out!" and took the long way home
By road, a matter of several miles.''
''I turned and repented, but coming backRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Good Hours."
I saw no window but that was black.''
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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 ...
We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.
'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.