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Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)


What Fifty Said


When I was young my teachers were the old.
I gave up fire for form till I was cold.
I suffered like a metal being cast.
I went to school to age to learn the past.

Now when I am old my teachers are the young.
What can’t be molded must be cracked and sprung.
I strain at lessons fit to start a suture.
I go to school to youth to learn the future.



Robert Lee Frost's other poems:
  1. Riders
  2. Brown’s Descent
  3. The Gum-Gatherer
  4. In the Home Stretch
  5. Hannibal


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