Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
Index of First Lines
- All out of doors looked darkly in at him
- A neighbor of mine in the village
- As I went down the hill along the wall
- Battle rent a cobweb diamond-strung, The
- Brown lived at such a lofty farm
- Buzz-saw snarled and rattled in the yard, The
- By June our brook’s run out of song and speed
- City had withdrawn into itself, The
- He is said to have been the last Red Man
- Here come the line-gang pioneering by
- I walked down alone Sunday after church
- I wonder about the trees
- Love has earth to which she clings
- Oh, let’s go up the hill and scare ourselves
- Once on the kind of day called weather breeder
- One ought not to have to care
- She stood against the kitchen sink, and looked
- Something inspires the only cow of late
- There is a singer everyone has heard
- There overtook me and drew me in
- There’s a patch of old snow in a corner
- Three stood listening to a fresh access, The
- Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
- When a friend calls to me from the road
- When I see birches bend to left and right
- When I was just as far as I could walk
- You come to fetch me from my work to-night
- You were forever finding some new play