A Hundred Collars by Robert Frost

Lancaster bore him—such a little town,Such a great man. It doesn’t see him oftenOf late years, though he keeps the old homesteadAnd sends the children down there with their motherTo run wild in the summer—a little wild.Sometimes he joins them for a day or twoAnd sees old friends he somehow can’t get near.They meet him …

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The Mountain by Robert Frost

The mountain held the town as in a shadowI saw so much before I slept there once:I noticed that I missed stars in the west,Where its black body cut into the sky.Near me it seemed: I felt it like a wallBehind which I was sheltered from a wind.And yet between the town and it I …

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The Bonfire by Robert Frost

“Oh, let’s go up the hill and scare ourselves,As reckless as the best of them to-night,By setting fire to all the brush we piledWith pitchy hands to wait for rain or snow.Oh, let’s not wait for rain to make it safe.The pile is ours: we dragged it bough on boughDown dark converging paths between the …

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The Pasture by Robert Frost

I’m going out to clean the pasture spring;I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too. I’m going out to fetch the little calfThat’s standing by the mother. It’s so young,It totters when she licks it with her tongue.I sha’n’t be gone …

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Bond and Free by Robert Frost

Love has earth to which she clingsWith hills and circling arms about—Wall within wall to shut fear out.But Thought has need of no such things,For Thought has a pair of dauntless wings. On snow and sand and turf, I seeWhere Love has left a printed traceWith straining in the world’s embrace.And such is Love and …

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