Poems by Robert Frost
A Considerable Speck
... (Microscopic) A speck that would have been beneath my sight ...
In Equal Sacrifice
... For a few swift gleams of the angry brand, ...
Dust of Snow
... Of a day I had rued ...
Nothing Gold Can Stay
... Nature's first green is gold, ...
Range-Finding
... O'ernight 'twixt mullein stalks a wheel of thread ...
