Robert Frost Quotes

"... Me? I'm not off for anywhere at all. Sometimes I wander out of beaten ways Half looking for the orchid Calypso."
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "An Encounter."
Thought product and food product are to me Nothing compared to the producing of them.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Build Soil."
"... It is not the stones, But the child's mound ..." "Don't, don't, don't, don't," she cried.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Home Burial."
Since ever they flung abroad in spring The leaves had promised themselves this flight, Who now would fain seek sheltering wall, Or thicket, or hollow place for the night.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Misgiving."
The milkweed brings up to my very door The theme of wanton waste in peace and war....
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "Pod of the Milkweed."
They were not on the table with their elbows. They were not sleeping in the shelves of bunks. I saw no men there and no bones of men there.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Census-Taker."
Memento mori and obey the Lord. Art and religion love the somber chord.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "The Lesson for Today."
A leaping tongue of bloom the scythe had spared Beside a reedy brook the scythe had bared. The mower in the dew had loved them thus, By leaving them to flourish, not for us, Nor yet to draw one thought of ours to him, But from sheer morning gladness at the brim.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. The Tuft of Flowers (l. 23-28). . . The Poetry of Robert Frost. Edward Connery Lathem, ed. (1979) Henry Holt.
We stood a moment so, in a strange world, Myself as one his own pretense deceives; And then I said the truth (and we moved on). A young beech clinging to its last year's leaves.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "A Boundless Moment."
And when we get too far apart in wealth, 'Twas his idea that for the public health, So that the poor won't have to steal by stealth, We now and then should take an equalizer.
Robert Frost (1874-1963), U.S. poet. "An Equalizer."