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Robert Frost (1874–1963).  North of Boston.  1915.
Index of First Lines

A governor it was proclaimed this time
A lantern light from deeper in the barn
He saw her from the bottom of the stairs
I didn’t make you know how glad I was
I had for my winter evening walk
I let myself in at the kitchen door
I’m going out to clean the pasture spring
Lancaster bore him—such a little town
Mary sat musing on the lamp-flame at the table
Mountain held the town as in a shadow, The
My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree
Out walking in the frozen swamp one grey day
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall
There were three in the meadow by the brook
We chanced in passing by that afternoon
Willis, I didn’t want you here to-day
You ought to have seen what I saw on my way



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