Robert Frost

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

Robert Frost
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Robert Lee Frost was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. A popular and often-quoted poet, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.

Early years

Robert Frost was born in San Francisco, California, to journalist William Prescott Frost, Jr., and Isabelle Moodie. His mother was of Scottish descent, and his father descended from Nicholas Frost of Tiverton, Devon, England,... more »

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  • ''The kind of Unitarian
    Who having by elimination got
    From many gods to Three, and Three to One,
    Thinks why not taper off to none at all.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Masque of Mercy."
  • ''The birch begins to crack its outer sheath
    Of baby green and show the white beneath....''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Young Birch."
  • ''They must have seen ahead what now appears:
    They would bring empires down about our ears
    And by the example of our Declaration
    Make everybody want to be a nation.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "For John F. Kennedy His Inauguration."
  • ''Don't discount our powers;
    We have made a pass
    At the infinite,''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Kitty Hawk."
  • ''But with one step backward taken
    I saved myself from going.
    A world torn loose went by me.''
    Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "One Step Backward Taken."
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    looking for a poem by Robert Frost or and author that begins
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    need a poem that begins first line
    THERE ISENt much that I can do.....but I can walk a mile with you
    and share a...lthought or two please help me find this poem!

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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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