Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''Nothing will be left white but here a birch,
    And there a clump of houses with a church.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Onset (l. 22-23). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
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  • ''Burst into my narrow stall;
    Swing the picture on the wall;
    Run the rattling pages o'er;
    Scatter poems on the floor;
    Turn the poet out of door.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "To the Thawing Wind."
  • ''It takes the moon for this. The sun's a wizard
    By all I tell; but so's the moon a witch.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Hillside Thaw."
  • ''You take the lake. I look and look at it.
    I see it's a fair, pretty sheet of water.
    I stand and make myself repeat out loud
    The advantages it has....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Servant to Servants."
  • ''First there's the children's house of make believe,
    Some shattered dishes underneath a pine,
    The playthings in the playhouse of the children.
    Weep for what little things could make them glad.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Directive (l. 41-44). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
  • ''The first night after guests have gone, the house
    Seems haunted or exposed.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "In the Home Stretch."
  • ''I met a Californian who would
    Talk California—a state so blessed
    He said, in climate, none had ever died there
    A natural death, and Vigilance Committees
    Had had to organize to stock the graveyards
    And vindicate the state's humanity.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "New Hampshire," New Hampshire.
  • ''"A baby's crying!
    Frantic it sounds, though muffled and far off.
    Its mother wouldn't let it cry like that,
    Not if she's there."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Snow."
  • ''May I in my brief bolt across the scene
    Not be misunderstood in what I mean.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Fear of Man."
  • ''As one who overtaken by the end
    Gives up his errand, and lets death descend
    Upon him where he is, with nothing done
    To evil, no important triumph won,
    More than if life had never been begun.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Onset (l. 7-11). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.

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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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Out, Out

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.

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