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 ...
Nothing to say to all those marriages! She had made three herself to three of his. The score was even ...
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it ...
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
I met a lady from the South who said (You won't believe she said it, but she said it): "None ...
The house had gone to bring again To the midnight sky a sunset glow. Now the chimney was all of ...
My Sorrow, when she's here with me, Thinks these dark days of autumn rain Are beautiful as days can be; ...
One of my wishes is that those dark trees, So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, Were not, ...
I DWELL in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the ...
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