A Line-storm Song par Robert Frost The line—storm clouds fly tattered The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones And the hoof—prints vanish away. The roadside flowers, too wet for
Brown’s Descent, or the Willy-nilly Slide par Robert Frost BROWN lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores In winter after half-past three. And many must have seen him make
Two Tramps in Mud Time par Robert Frost Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in th And one of them put me off my aim By hailing cheerily “Hit them har I knew pretty well why he had drop
The Demiurge’s Laugh par Robert Frost It was far in the sameness of the I was running with joy on the Dem Though I knew what I hunted was n It was just as the light was begin That I suddenly heard’—all I need
A Passing Glimpse par Robert Frost To Ridgely Torrence On Last Looking into His 'Hesper I often see flowers from a passing That are gone before I can tell w I want to get out of the train and
Unharvested par Robert Frost A scent of ripeness from over a wa And come to leave the routine road And look for what had made me stal There sure enough was an apple tre That had eased itself of its summe
Meeting and Passing par Robert Frost As I went down the hill along the There was a gate I had leaned at And had just turned from when I f As you came up the hill. We met. We did that day was mingle great a 3
The Most of It par Robert Frost He thought he kept the universe al For all the voice in answer he cou Was but the mocking echo of his ow From some tree-hidden cliff across Some morning from the boulder-brok
The Runaway par Robert Frost Once when the snow of the year was We stopped by a mountain pasture t A little Morgan had one forefoot The other curled at his breast. H And snorted at us. And then he ha
The Cow in Apple par Robert Frost Something inspires the only cow of To make no more of a wall than an And think no more of wall-builders Her face is flecked with pomace an A cider syrup. Having tasted frui