Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''A parent, his gentler one,
    Looked forth on her small son....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Not of School Age."
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  • ''"It looks as if
    Some pallid thing had squashed its features flat
    And its eyes shut with overeagerness
    To see what people found so interesting
    In one another, and had gone to sleep
    Of its own stupid lack of understanding,
    Or broken its white neck of mushroom stuff
    Short off, and died against the windowpane."''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Snow."
  • ''I've tried the new moon tilted in the air
    Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster
    As you might try a jewel in your hair.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Freedom of the Moon."
  • ''For these have governed in our lives,
    And see how men have warred.
    The Cross, the Crown, the Scales may all
    As well have been the Sword.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Peaceful Shepherd."
  • ''The Moon for all her light and grace
    Has never learned to know her place.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Two Leading Lights."
  • ''... picking the faded blue
    Of the last remaining aster flower
    To carry again to you.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Late Walk."
  • ''What if it should turn out eternity
    Was but the steeple on our house of life
    That made our house of life a house of worship?''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Steeple on the House."
  • ''Our moat around us is no more a moat,
    Our continent no more a moated castle.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Does No One at All Ever Feel This Way in the Least?"
  • ''May my application so close
    To so endless a repetition
    Not make me tired and morose
    And resentful of man's condition.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "In Time of Cloudburst."
  • ''And anyone is free to condemn me to death
    If he leaves it to nature to carry out the sentence.
    I shall will to the common stock of air my breath
    And pay a death tax of fairly polite repentance.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Not Quite Social."

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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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Come In

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.

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