Autor Frost Robert

One of my wishes is that those dark trees, So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, Were not, […]

The great Overdog That heavenly beast With a star in one eye Gives a leap in the east. He dances […]

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I […]

Love and forgetting might have carried them A little further up the mountain side With night so near, but not […]

You come to fetch me from my work to-night When supper’s on the table, and we’ll see If I can […]

Ta wiedźma, zmywająca schody Szmatą i wiadrem brudnej wody – Był to przed laty cud urody, Róża Saronu, hollywoodzka Gwiazda. […]

When I see birches bend to left and right Across the lines of straighter darker trees, I like to think […]

Dust always blowing about the town, Except when sea-fog laid it down, And I was one of the children told […]

I’ve known ere now an interfering branch Of alder catch my lifted axe behind me. But that was in the […]

These pools that, though in forests, still reflect The total sky almost without defect, And like the flowers beside them, […]

He is that fallen lance that lies as hurled, That lies unlifted now, come dew, come rust, But still lies […]

All out of doors looked darkly in at him Through the thin frost, almost in separate stars, That gathers on […]

The living come with grassy tread To read the gravestones on the hill; The graveyard draws the living still, But […]

1. Samotność Mówi ona: Człowiek powinien nie musieć tak bardzo Przejmować się byle przedmiotem Jak my – na przykład, gdy […]

The shattered water made a misty din. Great waves looked over others coming in, And thought of doing something to […]