Poem by Robert Lee Frost

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. The Peaceful Shepherd
2. For Once, Then, Something
3. The Egg and the Machine
4. The Exposed Nest
5. An Empty Threat

Wallace Thurman Stars ("Earth turns")

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