Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''I see for Nature no defeat
    In one tree's overthrow
    Or for myself in my retreat
    For yet another blow.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "[In Winter in the Woods . . . ]...."
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  • ''I saw the strange position of his hands
    Up at his shoulders, dragging yellow strands
    Of wire with something in it from men to men.
    "You here?" I said. "Where aren't you nowadays?..."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "An Encounter."
  • ''Plant, breed, produce,
    But what you raise or grow, why, feed it out,
    Eat it or plow it under where it stands,
    To build the soil.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Build Soil."
  • ''"Three foggy mornings and one rainy day
    Will rot the best birch fence a man can build."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Home Burial."
  • ''My apple trees will never get across
    And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
    He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Mending Wall, North of Boston (1914).
  • ''Its flowers' distilled honey is so sweet
    It makes the butterflies intemperate.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Pod of the Milkweed."
  • ''The melancholy of having to count souls
    Where they grow fewer and fewer every year
    Is extreme where they shrink to none at all.
    It must be I want life to go on living.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Census-Taker."
  • ''The cloister and the observatory saint
    Take comfort in about the same complaint.
    So science and religion really meet.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Lesson for Today."
  • ''I went to turn the grass once after one
    Who mowed it in the dew before the sun.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Tuft of Flowers (l. 1-2). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
  • ''He meditates the breeder's art.
    He has a half a mind to start,
    With her for Mother Eve, a race
    That shall all living things displace.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Blue Ribbon at Amesbury."

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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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After Apple Picking

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.
I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight

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