Pro777 · Pro777 · Apr 8, 2026 · Apr 8, 2026
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+id: robert-frost/dust-of-snow
+slug: dust-of-snow
+author: Robert Frost
+author_slug: robert-frost
+title: Dust of Snow
+century: 20
+text_path: poems/robert-frost/dust-of-snow.txt
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+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1923 (pre-1931); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #58611.'
+collection_title: New Hampshire
+collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/58611
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+id: robert-frost/fire-and-ice
+slug: fire-and-ice
+author: Robert Frost
+author_slug: robert-frost
+title: Fire and Ice
+century: 20
+text_path: poems/robert-frost/fire-and-ice.txt
+text_in_repo: true
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+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1923 (pre-1931); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #58611.'
+collection_title: New Hampshire
+collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/58611
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+id: robert-frost/nothing-gold-can-stay
+slug: nothing-gold-can-stay
+author: Robert Frost
+author_slug: robert-frost
+title: Nothing Gold Can Stay
+century: 20
+text_path: poems/robert-frost/nothing-gold-can-stay.txt
+text_in_repo: true
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+collection_title: New Hampshire
+collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/58611
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+id: robert-frost/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening
+slug: stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening
+author: Robert Frost
+author_slug: robert-frost
+title: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
+century: 20
+text_path: poems/robert-frost/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening.txt
+text_in_repo: true
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+collection_title: New Hampshire
+collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/58611
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+id: robert-frost/the-need-of-being-versed-in-country-things
+slug: the-need-of-being-versed-in-country-things
+author: Robert Frost
+author_slug: robert-frost
+title: The Need of Being Versed in Country Things
+century: 20
+text_path: poems/robert-frost/the-need-of-being-versed-in-country-things.txt
+text_in_repo: true
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+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1923 (pre-1931); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #58611.'
+collection_title: New Hampshire
+collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/58611
@@ -4,11 +4,10 @@ author: William Blake
 author_slug: william-blake
 title: Infant Joy
 century: 18
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 text_path: poems/william-blake/infant-joy.txt
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 source_label: Project Gutenberg
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-public_domain_rationale: Public domain (author died 1827; distributed by Project Gutenberg as public-domain text).
+source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/cache/epub/1934/pg1934.txt
+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1789 (pre-1929); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #1934.'
 collection_title: Songs of Innocence and of Experience
 collection_source_url: https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/1934
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+id: william-blake/the-clod-and-the-pebble
+slug: the-clod-and-the-pebble
+author: William Blake
+author_slug: william-blake
+title: The Clod and the Pebble
+century: 18
+text_path: poems/william-blake/the-clod-and-the-pebble.txt
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+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1794 (pre-1929); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #1934.'
+collection_title: Songs of Innocence and of Experience
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+id: william-blake/the-garden-of-love
+slug: the-garden-of-love
+author: William Blake
+author_slug: william-blake
+title: The Garden of Love
+century: 18
+text_path: poems/william-blake/the-garden-of-love.txt
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+public_domain_rationale: 'Public domain in the United States: first published 1794 (pre-1929); text via Project Gutenberg eBook #1934.'
+collection_title: Songs of Innocence and of Experience
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+id: william-blake/the-schoolboy
+slug: the-schoolboy
+author: William Blake
+author_slug: william-blake
+title: The Schoolboy
+century: 18
+text_path: poems/william-blake/the-schoolboy.txt
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+collection_title: Songs of Innocence and of Experience
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+The way a crow
+  Shook down on me
+  The dust of snow
+  From a hemlock tree
+
+  Has given my heart
+  A change of mood
+  And saved some part
+  Of a day I had rued.
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+Some say the world will end in fire,
+  Some say in ice.
+  From what I've tasted of desire
+  I hold with those who favor fire.
+  But if it had to perish twice,
+  I think I know enough of hate
+  To say that for destruction ice
+  Is also great
+  And would suffice.
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+Nature's first green is gold,
+  Her hardest hue to hold.
+  Her early leaf's a flower;
+  But only so an hour.
+  Then leaf subsides to leaf.
+  So Eden sank to grief,
+  So dawn goes down to day.
+  Nothing gold can stay.
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+Whose woods these are I think I know.
+  His house is in the village though;
+  He will not see me stopping here
+  To watch his woods fill up with snow.
+
+  My little horse must think it queer
+  To stop without a farmhouse near
+  Between the woods and frozen lake
+  The darkest evening of the year.
+
+  He gives his harness bells a shake
+  To ask if there is some mistake.
+  The only other sound's the sweep
+  Of easy wind and downy flake.
+
+  The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
+  But I have promises to keep,
+  And miles to go before I sleep,
+  And miles to go before I sleep.
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+The house had gone to bring again
+  To the midnight sky a sunset glow.
+  Now the chimney was all of the house that stood,
+  Like a pistil after the petals go.
+
+The barn opposed across the way,
+  That would have joined the house in flame
+  Had it been the will of the wind, was left
+  To bear forsaken the place's name.
+
+No more it opened with all one end
+  For teams that came by the stony road
+  To drum on the floor with scurrying hoofs
+  And brush the mow with the summer load.
+
+The birds that came to it through the air
+  At broken windows flew out and in,
+  Their murmur more like the sigh we sigh
+  From too much dwelling on what has been.
+
+Yet for them the lilac renewed its leaf,
+  And the aged elm, though touched with fire;
+  And the dry pump flung up an awkward arm;
+  And the fence post carried a strand of wire.
+
+For them there was really nothing sad.
+  But though they rejoiced in the nest they kept,
+  One had to be versed in country things
+  Not to believe the phoebes wept.
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+‘Love seeketh not itself to please,
+    Nor for itself hath any care,
+But for another gives its ease,
+    And builds a heaven in hell’s despair.’
+
+So sung a little clod of clay,
+    Trodden with the cattle’s feet,
+But a pebble of the brook
+    Warbled out these metres meet:
+
+‘Love seeketh only Self to please,
+    To bind another to its delight,
+Joys in another’s loss of ease,
+    And builds a hell in heaven’s despite.’
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+I went to the Garden of Love,
+    And saw what I never had seen;
+A Chapel was built in the midst,
+    Where I used to play on the green.
+
+And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
+    And ‘Thou shalt not’ writ over the door;
+So I turned to the Garden of Love
+    That so many sweet flowers bore.
+
+And I saw it was filled with graves,
+    And tombstones where flowers should be;
+And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
+    And binding with briars my joys and desires.
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+I love to rise in a summer morn,
+    When the birds sing on every tree;
+The distant huntsman winds his horn,
+    And the skylark sings with me:
+    O what sweet company!
+
+But to go to school in a summer morn,—
+    O it drives all joy away!
+Under a cruel eye outworn,
+    The little ones spend the day
+    In sighing and dismay.
+
+Ah then at times I drooping sit,
+    And spend many an anxious hour;
+Nor in my book can I take delight,
+    Nor sit in learning’s bower,
+    Worn through with the dreary shower.
+
+How can the bird that is born for joy
+    Sit in a cage and sing?
+How can a child, when fears annoy,
+    But droop his tender wing,
+    And forget his youthful spring!
+
+O father and mother if buds are nipped,
+    And blossoms blown away;
+And if the tender plants are stripped
+    Of their joy in the springing day,
+    By sorrow and care’s dismay,—
+
+How shall the summer arise in joy,
+    Or the summer fruits appear?
+Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,
+    Or bless the mellowing year,
+    When the blasts of winter appear?