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.
Three Poems of Robert Frost
Song Cycle by Elliott Cook Carter, Jr. (1908 - 2012)
1. Dust of snow  [sung text not yet checked]
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), "Dust of snow", appears in New Hampshire
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The rose is a rose, And was always a rose. But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose, And the pear is, and so's The plum, I suppose. The dear only knows What will next prove a rose. You, of course, are a rose But were always a rose.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), "The rose family", appears in West-Running Brook, first published 1928
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Here come the line-gang pioneering by. They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for living, and the dead They string together with a living thread. They string an instrument against the sky. Wherein words whether beaten out or spoken will run as hushed as when they were a thought. But in no hush they string it: they go past With shouts afar to pull the cable taut, To hold it hard until they make it fast, To ease away they have it. With a laugh, An oath of towns that set the wild at naught They bring the telephone and telegraph.
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963), "The line-gang", appears in Mountain Interval, first published 1916
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