Robert Lee Frost (Роберт Ли Фрост)

Plowmen

A plow, they say, to plow the snow.
They cannot mean to plant it, no--
Unless in bitterness to mock
At having cultivated rock.

1. Maple
2. Fragmentary Blue
3. The Egg and the Machine
4. To Earthward
5. In a Vale

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