Robert Lee Frost

(1874-1963)

'Out, Out–'
The buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard
A Boundless Moment
He halted in the wind, and--what was that
A Brook In The City
The firm house lingers, though averse to square
A Considerable Speck
A speck that would have been beneath my sight
A Dream Pang
I had withdrawn in forest, and my song
A Hillside Thaw
To think to know the country and now know
A Hundred Collars
Lancaster bore him--such a little town,
A Line-Storm Song
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift.
A Minor Bird
I have wished a bird would fly away,
A Passing Glimpse
I often see flowers from a passing car
A Patch of Old Snow
There's a patch of old snow in a corner
A Peck of Gold
Dust always blowing about the town,
A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers today;
A Servant to Servants
I didn't make you know how glad I was
A Soldier
He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled,
A Time to Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
A Winter Eden
A winter garden in an alder swamp,
Acceptance
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
Acquainted With The Night
I have been one acquainted with the night.
After Apple Picking
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Aim was Song, The
Before man came to blow it right
An Old Man's Winter Night
All out of doors looked darkly in at him
Armful, The
For every parcel I stoop down to seize
Atmosphere
Winds blow the open grassy places bleak;
Ax-helve, The
I’ve known ere now an interfering branch
Bear, The
The bear puts both arms around the tree above her
Bereft
Where had I heard this wind before
Birches
When I see birches bend to left and right
Birthplace, The
Here further up the mountain slope
Black Cottage, The
We chanced in passing by that afternoon
Blue-Butterfly Day
It is blue-butterfly day here in spring,
Blueberries
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my way
Bond and Free
Love has earth to which she clings
Canis Major
The great Overdog
Cocoon, The
As far as I can see this autumn haze
Code, The
There were three in the meadow by the brook
Cow in Apple-Time, The
Something inspires the only cow of late
Death of the Hired Man, The
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table
Demiurge's Laugh, The
It was far in the sameness of the wood;
Design
I found a dimpled spider, fat and white,
Devotion
The heart can think of no devotion
Door in the Dark, The
In going from room to room in the dark,
Dust in the Eyes
If, as they say, some dust thrown in my eyes
Dust of Snow
The way a crow
Evening in a Sugar Orchard
From where I lingered in a lull in march
Exposed Nest, The
You were forever finding some new play.
Fear, The
A lantern light from deeper in the barn
Fire and Ice
Some say the world will end in fire;
Fireflies in The Garden
Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
Flood, The
Blood has been harder to dam back than water.
Flower Boat, The
The Fisherman's swapping a yarn for a yarn
Flower-Gathering
I left you in the morning,
For Once, Then, Something
Others taunt me with having knelt at well-curbs
Fragmentary Blue
Why make so much of fragmentary blue
Freedom of the Moon, The
I've tried the new moon tilted in the air
Gathering Leaves
Spades take up leaves
Generations of Men, The
A governor it was proclaimed this time,
Ghost House
I dwell in a lonely house I know
Going for Water
The well was dry beside the door,
Good Hours
I had for my winter evening walk--
Good-bye, and Keep Cold
This saying good-bye on the edge of the dark
Grindstone, The
Having a wheel and four legs of its own
Gum-Gatherer, The
There overtook me and drew me in
Hannibal
Was there even a cause too lost,
Hill Wife, The
One ought not to have to care
Home Burial
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs
Housekeeper, The
I let myself in at the kitchen door.
Hyla Brook
By June our brook's run out of song and speed.
I Will Sing You One-O
It was long I lay
Immigrants
No ship of all that under sail or steam
In a Disused Graveyard
The living come with grassy tread
In Hardwood Groves
The same leaves over and over again!
In Neglect
They leave us so to the way we took,
Into My Own
One of my wishes is that those dark trees,
Investment, The
Over back where they speak of life as staying
Iota Subscript
Seek not in me the bit I capital,
Kitchen Chimney, The
Builder, in building the little house,
Last Mowing, The
There's a place called Far-away Meadow
Line-Gang, The
Here come the line-gang pioneering by,
Lockless Door, The
It went many years,
Lodged
The rain to the wind said,
Love and A Question
A stranger came to the door at eve,
Meeting and Passing
As I went down the hill along the wall
Mending Wall
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
Misgiving
All crying, 'We will go with you, O Wind!'
Mountain, The
The mountain held the town as in a shadow
Mowing
There was never a sound beside the wood but one,
My Butterfly
Thine emulous fond flowers are dead, too,
My November Guest
My Sorrow, when she's here with me,
Need of Being Versed in Country Things, The
The house had gone to bring again
Not to Keep
They sent him back to her. The letter came
Nothing Gold Can Stay
Nature's first green is gold,
Now Close the Windows
Now close the windows and hush all the fields:
October
O hushed October morning mild,
On a Tree Fallen Across The Road
The tree the tempest with a crash of wood
On Going Unnoticed
As vain to raise a voice as a sigh
On Looking Up By Chance At The Constellations
You'll wait a long, long time for anything much
Once by the Pacific
The shattered water made a misty din.
Onset, The
Always the same, when on a fated night
Our Singing Strength
It snowed in spring on earth so dry and warm
Oven Bird, The
There is a singer everyone has heard,
Pan With Us
Pan came out of the woods one day,--
Pasture, The
I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
Peaceful Shepard, The
If heaven were to do again,
Place for a Third
Nothing to say to all those marriages!
Plowmen
I hear men say to plow the snow.
Putting in the Seed
You come to fetch me from my work to-night
Range-Finding
The battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung
Reluctance
Out through the fields and the woods
Revelation
We make ourselves a place apart
Riders
The surest thing there is is we are riders,
Road Not Taken, The
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
Rose Family, The
The rose is a rose
Rose Pogonias
A saturated meadow,
Runaway, The
Once when the snow of the year was beginning to fall,
Sand Dunes
Sea waves are green and wet,
Self-Seeker, The
"Willis, I didn't want you here to-day:
Sitting by a Bush in Broad Sunlight
When I spread out my hand here today,
Sound of the Trees, The
I wonder about the trees
Spring Pools
These pools that, though in forests, still reflect
Star-Splitter, The
You know Orien always comes up sideways.
Stars
How countlessly they congregate
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
Telephone, The
'When I was just as far as I could walk
Thatch, The
Out alone in the winter rain,
The Egg and the Machine
He gave the solid rail a hateful kick.
Times Table, The
More than halfway up the pass
To E. T.
I slumbered with your poems on my breast
To Earthward
Love at the lips was touch
To the Thawing Wind
Come with rain. O loud Southwester!
Tree at My Window
Tree at my window, window tree,
Trial By Existence, The
Even the bravest that are slain
Tuft of Flowers, The
I went to turn the grass once after one
Two Look at Two
Love and forgetting might have carried them
Valley’s Singing Day, The
The sound of the closing outside door was all.
Vanishing Red, The
He is said to have been the last Red man
Vantage Point, The
If tired of trees I seek again mankind,
What Fifty Said
When I was young my teachers were the old.
Wood-Pile, The
Out walking in the frozen swamp one grey day