Into my Own por Robert Frost One of my wishes is that those dar So old and firm they scarcely show Were not, as 'twere, the merest ma But stretched away unto the edge o I should not be withheld but that
To the Thawing Wind por Robert Frost Come with rain, O loud Southweste Bring the singer, bring the nester Give the buried flower a dream; Make the settled snow—bank steam; Find the brown beneath the white;
Tree at my Window por Robert Frost Tree at my window, window tree, My sash is lowered when night come But let there never be curtain dra Between you and me. Vague dream-head lifted out of the 1
A Servant to Servants por Robert Frost I didn’t make you know how glad I To have you come and camp here on promised myself to get down some d And see the way you lived, but I With a houseful of hungry men to f
Good por Robert Frost This saying good-bye on the edge o And cold to an orchard so young in Reminds me of all that can happen An orchard away at the end of the All winter, cut off by a hill from
Blue-Butterfly Day por Robert Frost It is blue-butterfly day here in s And with these sky-flakes down in There is more unmixed color on the Than flowers will show for days un But these are flowers that fly and 2
Desert Places por Robert Frost Snow falling and night falling fas In a field I looked into going pa And the ground almost covered smoo But a few weeds and stubble showin The woods around it have it—it is
Hyla Brook por Robert Frost By June our brook’s run out of so Sought for much after that, it wil Either to have gone groping underg (And taken with it all the Hyla b That shouted in the mist a month a
It Bids Pretty Fair por Robert Frost The play seems out for an almost i Don’t mind a little thing like the The only I worry about is the sun We’ll be all right if nothing goes
Brown’s Descent, or the Willy-nilly Slide por 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