Robert Frost Quotes
''They mean to tell us all was rolling blindRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Accidentally on Purpose."
Till accidentally it hit on mind''
''One aged manone mancan't keep a house,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. An Old Man's Winter Night (l. 26-28). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
A farm, a countryside, or if he can,
It's thus he does it of a winter night.''
''Just so before we're international,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Build Soil."
We're national and act as nationals.''
''I write real verse in numbers, as they say.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "How Hard It Is to Keep From Being King When It's in You and in the Situation."
I'm talking not free verse but blank verse now.''
''Not yesterday I learned to knowRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "My November Guest."
The love of bare November days
Before the coming of the snow....''
'''twas by making sweetbreads doRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Quandary."
I passed with such a high I.Q.''
''Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the tableRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Death of the Hired Man (l. 1-2). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
Waiting for Warren.''
''Give us a good cheap twenty-four-hour day,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Literate Farmer and the Planet Venus."
No part of which we'd have to waste, I say,
And who knows where we can't get! Wasting time
In sleep or slowness is the deadly crime.''
''The white-tailed hornet lives in a balloonRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The White-Tailed Hornet."
That floats against the ceiling of the woodshed.''
''And yet for all this help of head and brainRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Accidentally on Purpose."
How happily instinctive we remain,
Our best guide upward further to the light,
Passionate preference such as love at sight.''
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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.