Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

Stars

How countlessly they congregate
O’er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
When wintry winds do blow!--

As if with keeness for our fate,
Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
Invisible at dawn,--

And yet with neither love nor hate,
Those starts like somw snow-white
Minerva’s snow-white marble eyes
Without the gift of sight.

1. An Empty Threat
2. The Wood-Pile
3. The Pauper Witch of Grafton
4. The Cow in Apple-Time
5. The Egg and the Machine

Wallace Thurman (Уоллес Турман) Stars ("Earth turns")

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