by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
Language: English
How countlessly they congregate O'er our tumultuous snow, Which flows in shapes as tall as trees When wintry winds do blow! -- As if with keenness for our fate, Out faltering few steps on To white rest, and a place of rest Invisible at dawn, -- And yet with neither love nor hate, Those stars like some snow-white Minerva's snow-white marble eyes Without the gift of sight.
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Composition:
- Set to music by Lowell Liebermann (b. 1961), "Stars", op. 104 no. 5 (2007) [ baritone and piano ], from Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening, no. 5
Text Authorship:
- by Robert Frost (1874 - 1963)
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