The Census-Taker (Robert Frost Poem)
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one ...
Lancaster bore him--such a little town, Such a great man. It doesn't see him often Of late years, though he ...
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day: The lawyer's coming for the company. I'm going to sell my soul, or, ...
"OH, let's go up the hill and scare ourselves, As reckless as the best of them to-night, By setting fire ...
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
More than halfway up the pass Was a spring with a broken drinking glass, And whether the farmer drank or ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The three stood listening to a fresh access Of wind that caught against the house a moment, Gulped snow, and ...
Her teacher's certainty it must be Mabel Made Maple first take notice of her name. She asked her father and ...
The people along the sand All turn and look one way. They turn their back on the land. They look ...
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs Before she saw him. She was starting down, Looking back over ...
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