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Robert Frost reads his poetry

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Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Disco completo

The road not taken

The pasture



After apple-picking

The tuft of flowers

My november guest

Acquainted with the night

Tree at my window

West-running brook

Death of a hired man

The witch of Coos

Mending wall

One more brevity


A considerable speck

Why wait for science


Provide, provide

One step backward taken

Choose something like a star

Happiness makes up in height



Robert Frost

The road not taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.