Poetry
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Good Hours by Robert Frost
I HAD for my winter evening walk—No one at all with whom to talk,But I had the cottages in a…
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Home Burial by Robert Frost
Home Burial is Frost’s poignant poem about the inconsolable loss of a child, and its strain on grieving parents.An illustration…
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Hyla Brook by Robert Frost
By June our brook’s run out of song and speed.Sought for much after that, it will be foundEither to have…
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In a Vale by Robert Frost
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a valeBy a misty fen that rang all night,And thus it was the…
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In Equal Sacrifice by Robert Frost
THUS of old the Douglas did:He left his land as he was bidWith the royal heart of Robert the BruceIn…
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In Neglect by Robert Frost
THEY leave us so to the way we took,As two in whom they were proved mistaken,That we sit sometimes in…
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In the Home Stretch by Robert Frost
She stood against the kitchen sink, and lookedOver the sink out through a dusty windowAt weeds the water from the…
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Into My Own by Robert Frost
One of my wishes is that those dark trees,So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze,Were not, as ‘twere,…
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Iris By Night by Robert Frost
One misty evening, one another’s guide,We two were groping down a Malvern sideThe last wet fields and dripping hedges home.There…
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Love and a Question by Robert Frost
A STRANGER came to the door at eve,And he spoke the bridegroom fair.He bore a green-white stick in his hand,And,…
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