Robert Lee Frost
United States
26 Mar 1874 // 29 Jan 1963
Poeta
26 Mar 1874 // 29 Jan 1963
Poeta
I'm going out to clean the pasture spring;
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I shan't be gone long. - You come too.
I'll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I shan't be gone long. - You come too.
The Pasture, 1914
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