About Robert Frost
Robert Lee Frost was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in the United States.
Selected Quotes
Poetry & Stories
Home Burial
He saw her from the bottom of the stairsBefore she saw him. She was starting down,
Christmas Trees
The city had withdrawn into itselfAnd left at last the country to the country;
Blueberries
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my wayTo the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:
To Earthward
Love at the lips was touchAs sweet as I could bear;
Bond and Free
Love has earth to which she clingsWith hills and circling arms about
About Robert Frost
Robert Frost: Quick Answers
Who is Robert Frost?
Robert Lee Frost was an American poet. His work was initially published in England before it was published in the United States.
When was Robert Frost born?
Robert Frost was born on 26 March 1874. Associated place: San Francisco, California, United States.
When did Robert Frost die?
Robert Frost passed away on 29 January 1963.
Where can I read Robert Frost's poetry?
Kavishala has 58 poems and stories by Robert Frost, free to read on this page, along with selected quotes you can share.
Poems & Stories by Robert Frost
Home Burial
He saw her from the bottom of the stairsBefore she saw him. She was starting down,
Christmas Trees
The city had withdrawn into itselfAnd left at last the country to the country;
Blueberries
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my wayTo the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:
To Earthward
Love at the lips was touchAs sweet as I could bear;
Bond and Free
Love has earth to which she clingsWith hills and circling arms about
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both
Mending Wall
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
The Pasture
I m going out to clean the pasture spring;I ll only stop to rake the leaves away
The Telephone
When I was just as far as I could walkFrom here to-day,
Stars
How countlessly they congregateO er our tumultuous snow,
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village, though;
The Rose Family
The rose is a rose,And was always a rose.
Selected Quotes by Robert Frost (चुनिंदा उद्धरण)
He saw her from the bottom of the stairsBefore she saw him. She was starting down,
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
"You ought to have seen what I saw on my wayTo the village, through Mortenson's pasture to-day:
The city had withdrawn into itselfAnd left at last the country to the country;
How countlessly they congregateO er our tumultuous snow,
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel both
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