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The Birthplace by Robert Frost

on October 25, 2014



ViewOfAMountainTreesAndALake 500x312 The Birthplace by Robert Frost

1928 West-Running Brook
The Birthplace
by Robert Frost

Here further up the mountain slope
Than there was every any hope,
My father built, enclosed a spring,
Strung chains of wall round everything,
Subdued the growth of earth to grass,
And brought our various lives to pass.
A dozen girls and boys we were.
The mountain seemed to like the stir,
And made of us a little while--
With always something in her smile.
Today she wouldn't know our name.
(No girl's, of course, has stayed the same.)
The mountain pushed us off her knees.
And now her lap is full of trees.

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