Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Robert Frost Poems

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1. "In White": Frost's Early Version Of Design 1/13/2003
2. A Boundless Moment 1/13/2003
3. A Brook In The City 1/13/2003
4. A Cliff Dwelling 1/3/2003
5. A Considerable Speck 1/3/2003
6. A Dream Pang 1/3/2003
7. A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey's Ears, and Some Books 3/5/2016
8. A Girl's Garden 2/3/2015
9. A Hillside Thaw 3/11/2016
10. A Late Walk 1/3/2003
11. A Line-Storm Song 1/3/2003
12. A Minor Bird 1/13/2003
13. A Passing Glimpse 3/10/2016
14. A Patch Of Old Snow 1/3/2003
15. A Peck of Gold 2/14/2016
16. A Prayer In Spring 1/3/2003
17. A Question 1/3/2003
18. A Servant To Servants 1/13/2003
19. A Soldier 1/13/2003
20. A Star In A Stoneboat 1/15/2015
21. A Time To Talk 1/3/2003
22. A Winter Eden 3/11/2016
23. Acceptance 3/10/2016
24. Acquainted With The Night 1/3/2003
25. After Apple Picking 1/3/2003
26. An Empty Threat 3/11/2016
27. An Encounter 3/11/2016
28. An Old Man's Winter Night 1/3/2003
29. Asking For Roses 1/3/2003
30. Atmosphere 3/11/2016
31. Bereft 1/3/2003
32. Birches 1/3/2003
33. Blueberries 3/29/2010
34. Blue-Butterfly Day 12/12/2014
35. Bond And Free 1/13/2003
36. Brown's Descent 1/14/2016
37. But Outer Space 1/3/2003
38. Canis Major 3/29/2010
39. Carpe Diem 3/29/2010
40. Christmas Trees 3/29/2010
Best Poem of Robert Frost

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come ...

Read the full of The Road Not Taken

Revelation

We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated heart
Till someone find us really out.

'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.

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