Far in the pillared dark Thrush music went- Almost like a call to come in To the dark and lament. But no,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Leaves and bark, leaves and bark, To lean against and hear in the dark. Petals I may have once pursued. Leaves are… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud And goes down burning into the gulf below, No voice in nature… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“Door in the Dark: In going from room to room in the dark, I reached out blindly to save my face, But… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It looked as if a night of dark intent Was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It looked as if a night of dark intent was coming, and not only a night, an age. Someone had better be… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The brain is a wonderful organ. It starts working when you get up in the morning, and doesn't stop until you get to the… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
When I see birches bend to left and right... I like to think some boy's been swinging them. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
“The promising young poets, the hopefuls? I'd name Richard Wilbur, Peter Viereck, Karl Shapiro, Elizabeth Bishop, Robert Lowell, John Ciardi...Leonard Bacon...but it is still… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Lord, I have loved Your sky, Be it said against or for me, Have loved it clear and high, Or low and stormy... — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Let him that is without stone among you cast the first thing he can lay his hands on. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
It is only a moment here and a moment there that the greatest writer has. Some cognizance of the fact must be taken in… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
And of course there must be something wrong In wanting to silence any song. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
There are two kinds of teachers: the kind that fill you with so much quail shot that you can't move, and the kind that… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But now the theory goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is,… — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
What an exciting age it is we live in With all this talk about the hope of youth And nothing made of youth. — Robert Frost Copy Share Image
