Selected Poems of Robert Frost

Excerpt from Robert Frost<br/><br/>Under the long fell's stony eaves<br/>The ploughman, going up and down,<br/>Ridge after ridge man's tide-mark leaves,<br/>And turns the hard grey soil to brown.<br/><br/>Striding, he measures out the earth<br/>In lines of life, to rain and sun;<br/>And every year that comes to birth<br/>Sees him still striding on and on.<br/><br/>The seasons change, and then return;<br/>Yet still, in blind, unsparing ways,<br/>However I may shrink or yearn.<br/>The ploughman measures out my days.<br/><br/>His acre brought forth roots last year;<br/>This year it bears the gleamy grain;<br/>Next Spring shall seedling grass appear:<br/>Then roots and corn and grass again.<br/><br/>Five times the young corn's pallid green<br/>I have seen spread and change and thrill;<br/>Five times the reapers I have seen<br/>Go creeping up the far-off hill:<br/><br/>And, as the unknowing ploughman climbs<br/>Slowly and inveterately,<br/>I wonder long how many times<br/>The corn will spring again for me.<br/><br/>About the Publisher<br/><br/>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br/><br/>This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.