Robert Frost
Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech. His work frequently employed settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. One of the most popular and critically respected American poets of his generation, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes for Poetry.
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Famous quotes by robert frost:
“They were pipes of pagan mirth,
And the world had found new terms of worth.
He laid him down on the sunburned earth
And raveled a flower and looked away.
Play? Play? What should he play?”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)
“... everyone developing
A language of his own to write his book in,
And one to cap the climax by combining
All language in a one-man tongue-confusion.”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)
“‘Try speaking. Say ‘Hello!’’
‘Hello. Hello.’
‘What do you hear?’
‘I hear an empty room—
You know it sounds that way. And yes, I hear
I think I hear a clock and windows rattling....’”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)
“Before the leaves can mount again
To fill the trees with another shade,
They must go down past things coming up.
They must go down into the dark decayed.”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)
“By straightening out and lifting a forefinger,
He pointed with his hand from where it lay
Like a white crumpled spider on his knee:”
—Robert Frost (1874–1963)