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A Boy's Will: Flower-gathering
by Robert Frost A Prayer in SpringRose PogoniasFlower-gathering nor yet in any spur it may be to ambition. I LEFT you in the morning, And in the morning glow, You walked a way beside…A Boy's Will: Rose Pogonias
by Robert Frost Flower-gatheringAsking for RosesRose Pogonias He is no dissenter from the ritualism of nature; A SATURATED meadow, Sun-shaped and jewel-small, A circle scarcely wider…A Boy's Will: Asking for Roses
by Robert Frost Rose PogoniasWaitingAsking for Roses nor from the ritualism of youth which is make-believe. A HOUSE that lacks, seemingly, mistress and master, With doors that none but…A Boy's Will: A Dream Pang
by Robert Frost In a ValeIn NeglectA Dream Pang He is shown by a dream how really well it is with him. I HAD withdrawn in forest, and my song Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway…A Boy's Will: The Vantage Point
by Robert Frost In NeglectMowingThe Vantage Point And again scornful, but there is no one hurt. IF tired of trees I seek again mankind, Well I know where to hie me—in the dawn, To a…A Boy's Will: Going for Water
by Robert Frost MowingRevelationGoing for Water THE well was dry beside the door, And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house To seek the brook if still it…A Boy's Will: The Trial by Existence
by Robert Frost RevelationIn Equal SacrificeThe Trial by Existence and to know definitely what he thinks about the soul; EVEN the bravest that are slain Shall not dissemble their…A Boy's Will: In Equal Sacrifice
by Robert Frost The Trial by ExistenceThe Tuft of FlowersIn Equal Sacrifice about love; THUS of old the Douglas did: He left his land as he was bid With the royal heart of Robert the…A Boy's Will: The Tuft of Flowers
by Robert Frost In Equal SacrificeSpoils of the DeadThe Tuft of Flowers about fellowship; I WENT to turn the grass once after one Who mowed it in the dew before the sun. The dew was…A Boy's Will: Spoils of the Dead
by Robert Frost The Tuft of FlowersPan with UsSpoils of the Dead about death; TWO fairies it was On a still summer day Came forth in the woods With the flowers to play. The flowers…