Robert Frost

"My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there's a barrel that I didn't fill Beside it, and there may be two or three Apples I didn't pick upon some bough. But I am done with apple-picking now. Essence of winter sleep is on the night, The scent of apples: I am drowsing off."

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Source: Robert Frost, Thomas Fasano (2008). “Selected Early Poems of Robert Frost”, p.94, Coyote Canyon Press

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Robert Frost

Robert Frost

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Robert Frost was an American poet known for his vivid depictions of rural life and profound insights into human nature, particularly in works like 'The Road Not Taken.'

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