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Quote by Robert Frost

“And on the worn book of old-golden I brought not here to read, it seems, but hold And freshen in this air of withering sweetness;”

Quote by Robert Frost

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Robert Frost, born on March 26, 1874, and died on January 29, 1963, was one of the most renowned poets of the 20th century in the United States. He is known for his profound philosophy and unique poetic style, which often explores themes such as nature, life, and morality. more

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