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“I had for my winter evening walk- No one at all with whom to talk, But I had the cottages in a row Up to their shining eyes in snow. And I thought I had the folk within: I had the sound of a violin; I had a glimpse through curtain laces Of youthful forms and youthful faces. I had such company outward bound. I went till there were no cottages found. I turned and repented, but coming back I saw no window but that was black. Over the snow my creaking feet Disturbed the slumbering village street Like profanation, by your leave, At ten o'clock of a winter eve.”

Quote by Robert Frost

Book:North of Boston
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North of Boston

North of Boston is a compilation of short stories that delve into the complexities of life in rural New England. The stories examine the interactions between individuals and their environment, as well as the broader human condition. more

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Robert Frost
Robert Frost

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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