But Outer Space by Robert Frost But outer Space, At least this far, For all the fuss Of the populace Stays more popular
The Objection to Being Stepped On by Robert Frost At the end of the row I stepped on the toe Of an unemployed hoe. It rose in offense And struck me a blow
The Gift Outright by Robert Frost The land was ours before we were t She was our land more than a hundr Before we were her people. She wa In Massachusetts, in Virginia, But we were England’s, still colo
Wild Grapes by Robert Frost What tree may not the fig be gathe The grape may not be gathered from It’s all you know the grape, or kn As a girl gathered from the birch Equally with my weight in grapes,
To E. T. by Robert Frost I slumbered with your poems on my Spread open as I dropped them hal Like dove wings on a figure on a t To see, if in a dream they brought I might not have the chance I mis
Stars by Robert Frost How countlessly they congregate O’er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as t When wintry winds do blow!— As if with keenness for our fate,
The Flood by Robert Frost Blood has been harder to dam back Just when we think we have it impo Behind new barrier walls (and let It breaks away in some new kind of We choose to say it is let loose b
Spring Pools by Robert Frost These pools that, though in forest The total sky almost without defec And like the flowers beside them, Will like the flowers beside them And yet not out by any brook or ri
Reluctance by Robert Frost Out through the fields and the woo And over the walls I have wended; I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world, and desce I have come by the highway home,
To Earthward by Robert Frost Love at the lips was touch As sweet as I could bear; And once that seemed too much; I lived on air That crossed me from sweet things, 4