It was no dream of the gift of idle hours,
Or easy gold at the hand of fay or elf:
Anything more than the truth would have seemed too weak
To the earnest love that laid the swale in rows,
Not without feeble-pointed spikes of flowers
(Pale orchises), and scared a bright green snake.
(Mowing)
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Oh, never this whelming east wind swells
But it seems like the sea's return
To the ancient lands where it left the shells
Before the age of the fern;
And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
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No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader.
Robert Frost
Two that don't love can't live together without them.
Robert Frost
The Hyla breed That shouted in the mist a month ago, Like ghost of sleighbells in a ghost of snow.
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I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense.
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