Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost Quotes

  • ''When clever people ask me where
    I get a poem, I despair.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A-Wishing Well."
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  • ''I would build my house of crystal,
    With a solitary friend,
    Where the cold cracks like a pistol
    And the needle stands on end.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Five Nocturnes, "V. In the Long Night."
  • ''This wide flight we wave
    At the stars or moon
    Means that we approve
    Of them on the move.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
  • ''The shattered water made a misty din.
    Great waves looked over others coming in,
    And thought of doing something to the shore
    That water never did to land before.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Once by the Pacific (l. 1-4). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
  • ''another parasite
    Shall come to end the blight.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. Ten Mills, "IV. Evil Tendencies Cancel."
  • ''The thing that made me more and more afraid
    Was that we'd ground it sharp and hadn't known,
    And now were only wasting precious blade.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Grindstone."
  • ''We dance round in a ring and suppose,
    But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Secret Sits, The Witness Tree (1942).
  • ''May something go always unharvested!
    May much stay out of our stated plan,
    Apples or something forgotten and left,
    So smelling their sweetness would be no theft.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Unharvested."
  • ''You can't trust God to be unmerciful.
    There you have the beginning of all wisdom.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
  • ''If I have a defect
    It's a wish to comply
    And see as I'm bid.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Wish to Comply."

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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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