Robert Frost Quotes
''Mind you, we are mind.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
We are not the kind
To stay too confined.''
''You'll wait a long, long time for anything muchRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations."
To happen in heaven beyond the floats of cloud
And the Northern Lights that run like tingling nerves.''
''I've known ere now an interfering branchRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Ax-Helve."
Of alder catch my lifted ax behind me.
But that was in the woods, to hold my hand
From striking at another alder's roots,''
''I didn't like the way he went away.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Hill Wife, "III. The Smile."
That smile! It never came of being gay.
Still he smiled did you see him? I was sure!
Perhaps because we gave him only bread....''
''"It's hard to tell you how I managed it.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Self-Seeker."
When I saw the shaft had me by the coat,
I didn't try too long to pull away,
Or fumble for my knife to cut away,
I just embraced the shaft and rode it out...."''
''Our life runs down in sending up the clock.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. West-running Brook (l. 69-72). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
The brook runs down in sending up our life.
The sun runs down in sending up the brook.
And there is something sending up the sun.''
''Meditate nothing. Learn to contemplate.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
Contemplate glory. There will be a light.
Contemplate Truth until it burns your eyes out.''
''Leaves got up in a coil and hissed,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Bereft (l. 9-10). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
Blindly struck at my knee and missed.''
''Firm in our beliefs without dismay,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "For John F. Kennedy His Inauguration."
In any game the nations want to play.
A golden age of poetry and power
Of which this noonday's the beginning hour.''
''Summary riposteRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
To the dreary wail
There's no knowing what
Love is all about.
Poets know a lot.''
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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 ...
As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.
Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.