The Grindstone (Robert Frost Poem)
Having a wheel and four legs of its own Has never availed the cumbersome grindstone To get it anywhere that ...
Robert Frost Poems on Hatred (4 Poems)
The Egg and the Machine (Robert Frost Poem)
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick. From far away there came an answering tick And then another tick. ...
Stars (Robert Frost Poem)
How countlessly they congregate O'er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do ...
Fire and Ice (Robert Frost Poem)
Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I've tasted of desire I hold ...