The Generations of Men (Robert Frost Poem)
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry ...
There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. ...
A NEIGHBOR of mine in the village Likes to tell how one spring When she was a girl on the ...
A governor it was proclaimed this time, When all who would come seeking in New Hampshire Ancestral memories might come ...
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