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Robert Frost Poetry

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in America. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed se... Read More

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When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand sti

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I

A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars

ONCE on the kind of day called "weather breeder,"
When the heat slowly hazes and the sun
By its ow

A winter garden in an alder swamp,
Where conies now come out to sun and romp,
As near a paradise a

A Servant To Servants - Poem by Robert Frost
I didn't make you know how glad I was
To have you com

Atmosphere - Poem by Robert Frost
Inscription for a Garden Wall

Winds blow the open grassy place

For Lincoln MacVeagh

Never tell me that not one star of all
That slip from heaven at night and s

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not see me sto

A house that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master,
With doors that none but the wind ever closes,

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust,
But stil

An Empty Threat - Poem by Robert Frost
I stay;
But it isn't as if
There wasn't always Hudson's Ba

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with

Acceptance - Poem by Robert Frost
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down bur

When I go up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the he

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have ou

My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still.
And there's a barrel t

Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an

All out of doors looked darkly in at him
Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
That ga

Robert Frost Poetry

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in America. 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. One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of the twentieth century, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry. He became one of America's rare "public literary figures, almost an artistic institution." He was awarded the Congressional Gold Medal in 1960 for his poetic works. On July 22, 1961, Frost was named poet laureate of Vermont.... Read More