Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

Dust of Snow

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

1. Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter
2. Paul’s Wife
3. The Demiurge’s Laugh
4. The Census-Taker
5. On Looking up by Chance at the Constellations

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