Robert Frost Night Poems

I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
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All out of doors looked darkly in at him
Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars,
That gathers on the pane in empty rooms.
What kept his eyes from giving back the gaze
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One misty evening, one another's guide,
We two were groping down a Malvern side
The last wet fields and dripping hedges home.
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