Poem by Robert Lee Frost

Immigrants

No ship of all that under sail or steam
Have gathered people to us more and more
But Pilgrim-manned the Mayflower in a dream
Has been her anxious convoy in to shore.

1. The Sound of the Trees
2. The Housekeeper
3. Love and a Question
4. On a Tree Fallen Across the Road
5. Acceptance

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