RSS: | Revelation | |
Poem By: Robert Frost | Views: 51 | Word Count: 66 | View PDF | Print View |
|
|
|
We make ourselves a place apart
Behind light words that tease and flout,
But oh, the agitated hear
Till someone really find us out.
'Tis pity if the case require
(Or so we say) that in the end
We speak the literal to inspire
The understanding of a friend.
But so with all, from babes that play
At hid-and-seek to God afar,
So all who hide too well away
Must speak and tell us where they are.
| If you enjoyed this famous poem, rate it! Currently Rated: Not yet rated - Be the first! |
About the Author Robert Frost (1874-1963) was born in San Francisco, California. His father William Frost, a journalist and an ardent Democrat, died when Frost was about eleven years old. His Scottish mother, the former Isabelle Moody, resumed her career as a schoolteacher to support her family. The family lived in Lawrence, Massachusetts, with Frost's paternal grandfather, Wil... Read Robert Frost's Full Biography
More Poems By Robert Frost
2: Ghost House
4: Good Hours
6: Hannibal
7: Home Burial
8: Hyla Brook
+ View All Robert Frost Poems
