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A Brook in the City by Robert Frost
The farmhouse lingers, though averse to squareWith the new city street it has to wearA number in. But what about…
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Acquainted with the Night by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.I have walked out in rain — and back in rain.I have outwalked…
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A Dream Pang by Robert Frost
I HAD withdrawn in forest, and my songWas swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;And to the forest edge you…
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After Apple Picking by Robert Frost
Apples still-lifeMy long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a treeToward heaven still.And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fillBeside it, and…
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A Girl’s Garden by Robert Frost
A neighbor of mine in the villageLikes to tell how one springWhen she was a girl on the farm, she…
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A Hundred Collars by Robert Frost
LANCASTER bore him—such a little town,Such a great man. It doesn’t see him oftenOf late years, though he keeps the…
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A Late Walk by Robert Frost
WHEN I go up through the mowing field,The headless aftermath,Smooth-laid like thatch with the heavy dew,Half closes the garden path.And…
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A Line-storm Song by Robert Frost
THE line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift,The road is forlorn all day,Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,And the hoof-prints…
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A Minor Bird by Robert Frost
I have wished a bird would fly away,And not sing by my house all day; Have clapped my hands at…
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An Encounter by Robert Frost
Once on the kind of day called “weather breeder,”When the heat slowly hazes and the sunBy its own power seems…
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