“Out through the field and the woods And over the walls I have wended: I have climbed the hills of view And looked at the world and descended; And come by the highway home, And lo, it is ended....
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“Ah, when to the heart of man Was it ever less than a treason To go with the drift of things To yield with a grace to reason, And bow and accept the end Of a love or a season?”— Robert Frost

Nov 19, 2020 · 12:24 PM UTC

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Replying to @RobertEllsberg
The great poet--my favorite.