Robert Frost Quotes
''You, of course, are a rose—Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Rose Family (l. 9-10). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
But were always a rose.''
''He said the dead had souls, but when I asked himRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Two Witches (l. 14-17). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
How could that beI thought the dead were souls,
He broke my trance. Don't that make you suspicious
That there's something the dead are keeping back?''
''Live and let live, believe and let believe.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
'Twas said the lesser gods were only traits
Of the one awful God. Just so the saints
Are God's white light refracted into colors.''
''I am assured at any rateRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A-Wishing Well."
Man's practically inexterminate.
Someday I must go into that.
There's always been an Ararat
Where someone someone else begat
To start the world all over at.''
''And I away in my opposite woodRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Five Nocturnes, "II. Were I in Trouble."
Am touched by that unintimate light
And made feel less alone than I rightly should,
For traveler there could do me no good
Were I in trouble with night tonight.''
''But while meditatingRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
What we can't or can
Let's keep starring man
In the royal role.''
''It looked as ifRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Once by the Pacific."
The shore was lucky in being backed by cliff,
The cliff in being backed by continent;
It looked as if a night of dark intent
Was coming, and not only a night, an age.''
''When at times the mob is swayedRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Take Something Like a Star."
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may take something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.''
''This was the sin that Ahaz was forbidRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Gold Hesperidee."
(The meaning of the passage had been hid):
To look upon the tree when it was green
And worship apples.''
''And now he comes again with clatter of stone,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Runaway (l. 15-17). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
And mounts the wall again with whited eyes
And all his tail that isn't hair up straight.''
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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.