Robert Frost Quotes
''An ant on the tableclothRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Departmental (l. 1-6). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
Ran into a dormant moth
Of many times his size.
He showed not the least surprise.
His business wasn't with such.
He gave it scarcely a touch,''
''You don't have to deserve your mother's love. You have to deserve your father's. He's more particular.... The father is always a Republican towards his son, and his mother's always a Democrat.''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Interview in Writers at Work, Second Series, ed. George Plimpton (1963).
''The only person really soiled with tradeRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "New Hampshire."
I ever stumbled on in old New Hampshire
Was someone who had just come back ashamed
From selling things in California.''
''The universe may or may not be very immense.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Skeptic."
As a matter of fact there are times when I am apt
To feel it close in tight against my sense
Like a caul in which I was born and still am wrapped.''
''"But it's nonsense to think he'd care enough."Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Fear."
"You mean you couldn't understand his caring.
Oh, but you see he hadn't had enough...."''
''One had to be versed in country thingsRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Need of Being Versed in Country Things (l. 23-24). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
Not to believe the phoebes wept.''
'''Twas something we knew all about to begin withRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Too Anxious for Rivers."
And needn't have fared into space like his master
To find 'twas the effort, the essay of love.''
''And he said, "That ought to make youRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Girl's Garden."
An ideal one-girl farm,
And give you a chance to put some strength
On your slim-jim arm."''
''The best way out is always through.''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. A Servant to Servants, North of Boston (1914).
''And lonely as it is, that lonelinessRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Desert Places (l. 9-10). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
Will be more lonely ere it will be less''
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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 ...
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five mountain ranges one behind the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened: day was all but done.