Robert Lee Frost

The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
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The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You're one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
A cloud comes over the sunlit arch,
A wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you're two months back in the middle of March.

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
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My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, "Good fences make good neighbors."

"Men work together," I told him from the heart,
"Whether they work together or apart."

"Men work together," I told him from the heart,
"Whether they work together or apart."

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will read more

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.