Robert Frost

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

Poems of Robert Frost

If you see a poem only with title, it is listed that way because of copyright reasons.
61. Mending Wall 1/3/2003
62. Mowing 1/13/2003
63. My Butterfly 1/13/2003
64. My November Guest 1/3/2003
65. Neither Out Far Nor In Deep 1/3/2003
66. Never Again Would Bird's Song Be the Same 1/3/2003
67. Not to Keep 1/3/2003
68. Nothing Gold Can Stay 1/3/2003
69. Now Close The Windows 1/13/2003
70. October 1/13/2003
71. On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations 1/3/2003
72. Once by the Pacific 1/3/2003
73. One Step Backward Taken 1/3/2003
74. Out, Out 1/3/2003
75. Pan With Us 1/13/2003
76. Plowmen 1/13/2003
77. Provide, Provide 1/3/2003
78. Putting In The Seed 1/13/2003
79. Quandary 4/24/2003
80. Range-Finding 1/3/2003

Come In

As I came to the edge of the woods,
Thrush music -- hark!
Now if it was dusk outside,
Inside it was dark.

Too dark in the woods for a bird
By sleight of wing
To better its perch for the night,
Though it still could sing.

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