Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''"... You could sit there with the stains on your shoes
    Of the fresh earth from your own baby's grave
    And talk about your everyday concerns.
    You had stood the spade up against the wall
    Outside there in the entry, for I saw it."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Home Burial.
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  • ''And as it measured in her calipers,
    The mountain stood exalted in its place.
    So love will take between the hands a face. . . .''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Moon Compasses."
  • ''I never dared be radical when young
    For fear it would make me conservative when old.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Precaution, A Further Range (1936).
  • ''"Weren't you relieved to find he wasn't dead?"
    "No! and yet I don't know it's hard to say.
    I went about to kill him fair enough."
    "You took an awkward way. Did he discharge you?"
    "Discharge me? No! He knew I did just right."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Code."
  • ''Here come the line-gang pioneering by.
    They throw a forest down less cut than broken.
    They plant dead trees for living, and the dead
    They string together with a living thread.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Line-Gang."
  • ''He took him down below a cramping rafter,
    And showed him, through a manhole in the floor,
    The water in desperate straits like frantic fish,
    Salmon and sturgeon, lashing with their tails.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Vanishing Red."
  • ''The brook was thrown
    Deep in a sewer dungeon under stone
    In fetid darkness still to live and run....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Brook in the City."
  • ''Everything was there,
    Every single thing
    Waiting was to bring,
    Clear from hydrogen
    All the way to men.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Never Naught Song."
  • ''There is no love.
    There's only love of men and women, love
    Of children, love of friends, of men, of God:
    Divine love, human love, parental love,
    Roughly discriminated for the rough.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Build Soil."
  • ''Tell me about it if it's something human.
    Let me into your grief.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Home Burial."

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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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