Robert Frost Poems
|1.||The Road Not Taken||1/3/2003|
|2.||Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening||1/3/2003|
|3.||Fire and Ice||1/3/2003|
|4.||Nothing Gold Can Stay||1/3/2003|
|5.||Acquainted with the Night||1/3/2003|
|6.||A Late Walk||1/3/2003|
|8.||A Minor Bird||1/13/2003|
|10.||A Prayer in Spring||1/3/2003|
|11.||A Time to Talk||1/3/2003|
|12.||Asking for Roses||1/3/2003|
|13.||A Boundless Moment||1/13/2003|
|14.||A Brook In The City||1/13/2003|
|15.||After Apple Picking||1/3/2003|
|17.||A Cliff Dwelling||1/3/2003|
|18.||A Patch of Old Snow||1/3/2003|
|19.||A Considerable Speck||1/3/2003|
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
And made dust and dropped stove-length sticks of wood,
Sweet-scented stuff when the breeze drew across it.
And from there those that lifted eyes could count
Five mountain ranges one behind the other
Under the sunset far into Vermont.
And the saw snarled and rattled, snarled and rattled,
As it ran light, or had to bear a load.
And nothing happened: day was all but done.