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Robert Frost
Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet. His work frequently used themes from rural life in New England, using the setting to examine complex social and philosophical themes. A popular and often-quoted poet, Frost was honored frequently during his lifetime, receiving four Pulitzer Prizes. Although he is commonly associated with New England, Robert Frost was a native of California, born in San Francisco, and lived there until he was 11 years old. His mother, Isabelle Moodie Frost, was of Scottish descent; his father, William Prescott Frost, Jr., was a descendant of colonist Nicholas Frost from Tiverton, Devon who had sailed to New Hampshire in 1634 on the Wolfrana. Frost's father was a former teacher, and later an editor of the San Francisco Evening Bulletin (which was eventually merged into the San Francisco Examiner), and an unsuccessful candidate for the city tax collector. The road not taken for young Robert might have been as a Californian editor rather than a New England poet, but William Frost, Jr. died May 5, 1885, debts were settled, and the family moved to Lawrence, Massachusetts where William Frost, Sr., was an overseer at a New England mill. Frost's mother joined the Swedenborgian church and had him baptized in it, but he left it as an adult.

nothing gold can stay
 
 
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But... [read poem]
to philaster
 
 
Go perjur'd Youth and court what Nymph you please,
Your Passion now is but a dull disease;... [read poem]
the repulse to alcander
 
 
What is't you mean, that I am thus approach'd,
Dare you to hope, that I may be debauch'd?
... [read poem]
after apple picking
 
 
My long two-pointed ladder's sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still,
And there's a ba... [read poem]
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