The Freedom of the Moon (Robert Frost Poem)
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air Above a hazy tree-and-farmhouse cluster As you might try a jewel ...
Robert Frost Poems (185 Poems)
The Gum-Gatherer (Robert Frost Poem)
There overtook me and drew me in To his down-hill, early-morning stride, And set me five miles on my road ...
The Last Mowing (Robert Frost Poem)
There's a place called Far-away Meadow We never shall mow in again, Or such is the talk at the farmhouse: ...
The Black Cottage (Robert Frost Poem)
We chanced in passing by that afternoon To catch it in a sort of special picture Among tar-banded ancient cherry ...
Locked Out (Robert Frost Poem)
As told to a child When we locked up the house at night, We always locked the flowers outside And ...
Meeting and Passing (Robert Frost Poem)
As I went down the hill along the wall There was a gate I had leaned at for the view ...
Misgiving (Robert Frost Poem)
All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!' The foliage follow him, leaf and stem; But a sleep oppresses ...
Pea Brush (Robert Frost Poem)
I WALKED down alone Sunday after church To the place where John has been cutting trees To see for myself ...
Spring Pools (Robert Frost Poem)
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, ...
Dust in the Eyes (Robert Frost Poem)
If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes Will keep my talk from getting overwise, I'm not the ...
Evening in a Sugar Orchard (Robert Frost Poem)
From where I lingered in a lull in march outside the sugar-house one night for choice, I called the fireman ...
I. The Witch of Coös (Robert Frost Poem)
I stayed the night for shelter at a farm Behind the mountains, with a mother and son, Two old-believers. They ...
In a Vale (Robert Frost Poem)
WHEN I was young, we dwelt in a vale By a misty fen that rang all night, And thus it ...
Brown’s Descent (Robert Frost Poems)
Brown lived at such a lofty farm That everyone for miles could see His lantern when he did his chores ...
A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey’s Ears, and Some Books (Robert Frost Poems)
Old Davis owned a solid mica mountain In Dalton that would someday make his fortune. There'd been some Boston people ...
A Hillside Thaw (Robert Frost Poem)
To think to know the country and now know The hillside on the day the sun lets go Ten million ...
A Star in a Stoneboat (Robert Frost Poem)
For Lincoln MacVeagh Never tell me that not one star of all That slip from heaven at night and softly ...
An Empty Threat (Robert Frost Poem)
I stay; But it isn't as if There wasn't always Hudson's Bay And the fur trade, A small skiff And ...
An Encounter (Robert Frost Poem)
ONCE on the kind of day called "weather breeder," When the heat slowly hazes and the sun By its own ...
The Times Table (Robert Frost Poem)
More than halfway up the pass Was a spring with a broken drinking glass, And whether the farmer drank or ...
The Trial by Existence (Robert Frost Poem)
Even the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their surprise On waking to find valor reign, Even as on ...
The Vantage Point (Robert Frost Poem)
If tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me--in the dawn, To a slope ...
To E.T. (Robert Frost Poem)
I slumbered with your poems on my breast Spread open as I dropped them half-read through Like dove wings on ...
A Cliff Dwelling (Robert Frost Poem)
There sandy seems the golden sky And golden seems the sandy plain. No habitation meets the eye Unless in the ...
The Hill Wife (Robert Frost Poem)
I. LONELINESS Her Word One ought not to have to care So much as you and I Care when the ...
The Housekeeper (Robert Frost Poem)
I let myself in at the kitchen door. "It's you," she said. "I can't get up. Forgive me Not answering ...
The Line-Gang (Robert Frost Poem)
Here come the line-gang pioneering by, They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for ...
The Onset (Robert Frost Poem)
Always the same, when on a fated night At last the gathered snow lets down as white As may be ...
The Peaceful Shepherd (Robert Frost Poem)
If heaven were to do again, And on the pasture bars, I leaned to line the figures in Between the ...
The Bear (Robert Frost Poem)
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her And draws it down as if it were a lover ...