Robert Frost Quotes
''Nothing can make injustice just but mercy.''Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
''Let's get my incantation right:Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A-Wishing Well."
"I wish I may, I wish I might"
Give earth another satellite.''
''I could be worse employedRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Five Nocturnes, "IV. On Making Certain Anything Has Happened."
Than as watcher of the void,
Whose part should be to tell
What star if any fell.''
''On a certain slabRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
Of (we'll say) basalt
In or near Moab ...''
''There would be more than ocean-water brokenRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Once by the Pacific."
Before God's last Put out the Light was spoken.''
''This biplane is the shape of human flight.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Ten Mills, "III. The Wrights' Biplane."
Its name might better be First Motor Kite.''
''Having a wheel and four legs of its ownRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Grindstone."
Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone
To get it anywhere that I can see.''
''A little Morgan had one forefoot on the wall,Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Runaway (l. 3-6). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
The other curled at his breast. He dipped his head
And snorted at us. And then he had to bolt.
We heard the miniature thunder where he fled,''
''But the bones didn't tryRobert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Two Witches (l. 61-63). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
The door; they halted helpless on the landing,
Waiting for things to happen in their favor.''
''You don't know Paul: he's in the Bible too.Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
He is the fellow who theologized
Christ almost out of Christianity.''
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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 ...
A Time To Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall