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Robert Frost
1874 - 1963
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A Winter Eden
A winter garden in an alder swamp, / Where conies now come out to sun and romp, / As near a paradise as it can be
Acceptance
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud / And goes down burning into the gulf below, / No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
Acquainted With The Night
I have been one acquainted with the night. / I have walked out in rain, and back in rain. / I have outwalked the furthest city light.
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
An Old Man's Winter Night
All out of doors looked darkly in at him / Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, / That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.
Asking for Roses
A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, / With doors that none but the wind ever closes, / Its floor all littered with glass and with plaster;
Atmosphere
Inscription for a Garden Wall / Winds blow the open grassy places bleak; / But where this old wall burns a sunny cheek,
Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before / Change like this to a deeper roar? / What would it take my standing there for,
Birches
When I see birches bend to left and right / Across the lines of straighter darker trees, / I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
Blue-Butterfly Day
It is blue-butterfly day here in spring, / And with these sky-flakes down in flurry on flurry / There is more unmixed color on the wing
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