| 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. |
| —“The Pasture” |
| Robert Frost |
North of Boston
Robert Frost
| This collection of poems provides a wonderful selection of the work of Robert Frost. His poems are concerned with human tragedies and fears, his reaction to the complexities of life, and his ultimate acceptance of his burdens. |
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| TO E. M. F. THIS BOOK OF PEOPLE |
| NEW YORK: HENRY HOLT, 1915 NEW YORK: BARTLEBY.COM, 1999 |