Two roads diverged in a yellow wood
And sorry I could not travel at once
And to be a traveler, for a long time I was standing
And looked down as far as possible
Towards where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, just as just
And perhaps having the best claim,
Because it was grass and wanted to wear;
Although for the passage there
The really had worn pretty much the same.
And both that morning also
In the leaves, no footstep had crossed the black.
Oh, I kept the first one for another day!
Yet, know how the path leads to the path,
I doubted if I would ever come back.
I'll say that with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –
I took the one that was the least frequented,
And that made all the difference.
– Robert Frost, "The road not taken" (1951)
Robert Frost began publishing poems in his high school newsletter. He graduated with the woman that he had to marry. He briefly attended Dartmouth and Harvard. While working in New Hampshire, Robert Frost wrote poetry. He taught at New Hampshire's Pinkerton Academy, 1906-1911, and at New Hampshire Normal School, which became Plymouth University. Robert Frost settled in England in 1912 where he met poets Edward Thomas, T.E. Hulme and Ezra Pound.
At the beginning of the First World War in 1915, Robert Frost returned to America. He taught at Amherst College, Middlebury College, the University of Michigan, and was a Harvard Norton Professor. Robert Frost has won four Pulitzer Awards and received more than 40 honorary degrees.
In the poem "Nothing golden can stay", Robert Frost evoked the beginnings of the world:
The first green of nature is gold,
Its most difficult shade to remember.
His first leaves are a flower;
But only an hour.
Then the leaf is reduced to the leaf.
So Eden sank into sorrow,
Then dawn comes to light.
Nothing gold can stay.
In the poem "Fire and Ice", Robert Frost evoked the end of the world:
Some say that the world will end in a fire,
Some say in the ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who prefer the fire.
But if he had to perish twice,
I think I know enough about hate
Say that for ice destruction
Is also great
Robert Frost wrote in "A Prayer in Spring":
Because it is love and nothing else is love,
The person who is reserved to God above
To sanctify up to how much he will,
But of which it is enough that we fill.
Frost wrote: "I often say about George Washington that he was one of the few men in the history of the world not to be swept away by power."
The US Senate honored Robert Frost with a resolution and President Dwight Eisenhower invited him to the White House. Robert Frost read a poem at the inauguration of President John F. Kennedy.
In "Stop in the Woods at a Snowy Evening", Robert Frost wrote:
Who are these woods, I think I know
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stop here
To watch his woods fill with snow.
My little horse must think it strange
Stop without a farm near
Between the woods and the frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He shakes the bell of his harness
To ask if there is an error,
The only other sound is the sweep
Easy wind and soft flakes.
The woods are charming, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And still many miles to go before sleeping,
And still many miles to go before sleeping.
Robert Frost was a consultant at the Library of Congress and received the Congressional Gold Medal in 1960.
Frost said, "Freedom is about being bold."
In 1961, the state legislature of Vermont named Robert Frost "Poet Laureate of Vermont." Robert Frost died on January 29, 1963.
In an interview with Pittsburgh's WQED station in 1956, Robert Frost said, "In the end, that's why you're acting before God: you've had bad luck and all you really want in the end is mercy. "
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