English Poetry. Robert Lee Frost. Waiting. Роберт Ли Фрост.

Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост) Waiting Afield at dusk What things for dream there are when specter-like, Moving amond tall haycocks lightly piled, I enter alone upon the stubbled filed, From which the laborers’ voices late have died, And in the antiphony of afterglow And […]

English Poetry. Robert Lee Frost. Devotion. Роберт Ли Фрост.

Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост) Devotion The heart can think of no devotion Greater than being shore to the ocean– Holding the curve of one position, Counting an endless repetition. Robert Lee Frost’s other poems: Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter The Investment Reluctance Pan […]

English Poetry. Robert Lee Frost. October. Роберт Ли Фрост.

Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост) October O hushed October morning mild, Thy leaves have ripened to the fall; Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild, Should waste them all. The crows above the forest call; Tomorrow they may form and go. O hushed October morning mild, Begin […]