Robert Frost Quotes About Flowers

Quotes about: Flowers

• The rain to the wind said, You push and I'll pelt.' They so smote the garden bed That the flowers actually knelt, And lay lodged--though not dead. I know how the flowers felt.

  Robert Frost

  Rain, Flower, Garden

  Robert Frost (1975). “The poetry of Robert Frost”

• God made a beauteous garden With lovely flowers strown, But one straight, narrow pathway That was not overgrown. And to this beauteous garden He brought mankind to live, And said "To you, my children, These lovely flowers I give. Prune ye my vines and fig trees, With care my flowers tend, But keep the pathway open Your home is at the end." God's Garden

  Robert Frost

  Children, Flower, Home

  Robert Frost (1992). “Selected Poems”, Gramercy

• Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf. So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.

  Robert Frost

  Grief, Flower, Eden

  Betsy Melvin, Tom Melvin, Robert Frost (2000). “Robert Frost's New England”, p.29, UPNE

• Butterflies...flowers that fly and all but sing.

  Robert Frost

  Flower, Butterfly, Monarch Butterfly

  Robert Frost, “Blue-Butterfly Day”

• Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
  And give us not to think so far away
  As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
  All simply in the springing of the year.
  
  Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
  Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
  And make us happy in the happy bees,
  The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

  Robert Frost

  Spring, Flower, Thinking

  Robert Frost (2013). “Delphi Works of Robert Frost (Illustrated)”, p.10, Delphi Classics

• But these are flowers that fly and all but sing:
  And now from having ridden out desire
  They lie closed over in the wind and cling
  Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.

  Robert Frost

  Lying, Flower, Butterfly

  Robert Frost (1971). “The poetry of Robert Frost”

• Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze.

  Robert Frost

  Flower, Winter, Lists

  Robert Frost, Gary D. Schmidt (1994). “Robert Frost”, p.33, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

• The rose is a rose, And was always a rose.
  But the theory now goes That the apple's a rose.

  Robert Frost

  Flower, Apples, Rose

  Robert Frost (1975). “The poetry of Robert Frost”

• Why make so much of fragmentary blue In here and there a bird, or butterfly, Or flower, or wearing-stone, or open eye, When heaven presents in sheets the solid hue?

  Robert Frost

  Flower, Butterfly, Eye

  Robert Frost (2012). “Frost: Poems”, p.271, Everyman's Library

• The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift, The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift, And the hoof-prints vanish away. The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee, Expend their bloom in vain. Come over the hills and far with me, And be my love in the rain.

  Robert Frost

  Rain, Flower, Clouds

  Robert Frost, Thomas Fasano (2008). “Selected Early Poems of Robert Frost”, p.40, Coyote Canyon Press

• I end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.

  Robert Frost

  Flower, Blue, Lasts

  Robert Frost (2015). “The Road Not Taken and Other Poems: (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.18, Penguin

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