Carpe DiemViewed 518 times
by Robert Frost
Age saw two quiet children
Go loving by at twilight,
He knew not whether homeward,
Or outward from the village,
Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,
He waited (they were strangers)
Till they were out of hearing
To bid them both be happy.
"Be happy, happy, happy,
And seize the day of pleasure."
The age-long theme is Age's.
'Twas Age imposed on poems
Their gather-roses burden
To warn against the danger
That overtaken lovers
From being overflooded
With happiness should have it.
And yet not know they have it.
But bid life seize the present?
It lives less in the present
Than in the future always,
And less in both together
Than in the past. The present
Is too much for the senses,
Too crowding, too confusing—
Too present to imagine.
The firm house lingers, though averse to square
With the new city street it has to wear A number in …
But what about the brook
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village
Likes to tell how one spring
When she was a girl on the farm, she did
When I got up through the mowing field,
The headless aftermath,
Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift,
The road is forlorn all day,
Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,
I have wished a bird would fly away,
And not sing by my house all day;
Have clapped my hands at him from the door
THERE’S a patch of old snow in a corner
That I should have guessed
Was a blow-away paper the rain
Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
A voice said, Look me in the stars
And tell me truly, men of earth,
If all the soul-and-body scars
I didn't make you know how glad I was
To have you come and camp here on our land.
promised myself to get down some day