Robert Frost Quotes
''No, the five hundred was the sum they namedRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Self-Seeker."
To pay the doctor's bill and tide me over.
It's that or fight, and I don't want to fight
I just want to get settled in my life....''
''I go to school to youth to learn the future.''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "What Fifty Said."
''I want to ask You if it stands to reasonRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Reason."
That women prophets should be burned as witches,
Whereas men prophets are received with honor.''
''But I was going to say when Truth broke inRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Birches (l. 21-22). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
With all her matter-of-fact about the ice-storm''
''What was that whiteness?Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "For Once, Then, Something."
Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.''
''Of all crimes the worstRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
Is to steal the glory
From the great and brave,
Even more accursed
Than to rob the grave.''
''The earth had a single light afar,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "On the Heart's Beginning to Cloud the Mind."
A flickering, human pathetic light,
That was maintained against the night,
It seemed to me, by the people there,
With a Godforsaken brute despair.''
''It was the bad ax-helve someone had sold meRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Ax-Helve."
"Made on machine," he said, plowing the grain
With thick thumbnail to show how it ran
Across the handle's long-drawn serpentine,
Like the two strokes across a dollar sign.''
''"... She thinks if it was bad to live with him,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Housekeeper."
It must be right to leave him."
"Which is wrong!"
"Yes, but he should have married her."
''She is as in a field a silken tentRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Silken Tent (l. 1-3). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
At midday when a sunny summer breeze
Has dried the dew and all its ropes relent,''
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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 ...
After Apple Picking
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel that I didn't fill
Beside it, and there may be two or three
Apples I didn't pick upon some bough.
But I am done with apple-picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apples; I am drowsing off.
I cannot shake the shimmer from my sight