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100 Famous Poems by Robert Frost. Poem Name. A Boundless Moment. A Brook In The City. A Cabin In The Clearing. A Cliff Dwelling. A Considerable Speck. A Dream Pang. A Fountain, a Bottle, a Donkey's Ears, and Some Books.
The Road Not Taken. By Robert Frost. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could. To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,
Some of Frost’s most famous poems include Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, Nothing Gold Can Stay, Mending Wall, The Road Not Taken, and Fire and Ice. Poet PDF Guide Biography Quotes. 99 / 100. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening.
The Poems of Robert Frost, Modern Library, 1946. You Come Too: Favorite Poems for Young Readers, Holt, 1959, reprinted, 1967. A Remembrance Collection of New Poems by Robert Frost, Holt, 1959. Poems, Washington Square Press, 1961. Longer Poems: The Death of the Hired Man, Holt, 1966.
Aug 20, 2012 · Below are what are generally considered his five greatest poems in no particular order. You may also click here for ten lesser known but great poems by Frost. The Road Not Taken
The Road Not Taken. Load audio player. Robert Frost. 1874 –. 1963. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both. And be one traveler, long I stood. And looked down one as far as I could.
The Sound of Trees. By Robert Frost. I wonder about the trees. Why do we wish to bear. Forever the noise of these. More than another noise. So close to our dwelling place? We suffer them by the day. Till we lose all measure of pace, And fixity in our joys, And acquire a listening air. They are that that talks of going. But never gets away;
Fire and Ice. By Robert Frost. Some say the world will end in fire, Some say in ice. From what I’ve tasted of desire. I hold with those who favor fire. But if it had to perish twice, I think I know enough of hate. To say that for destruction ice.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem.
After Apple-Picking. By Robert Frost. My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree. Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill. Beside it, and there may be two or three. Apples I didn't pick upon some bough. But I am done with apple-picking now.
