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. Storm Fear
2. Good-by and Keep Cold
3. The Cocoon
4. For Once, Then, Something
5. Flower-Gathering

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