“The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees,
She thinks I have no eye for these,
And vexes me for reason why.”
More from Robert Frost
“So dawn goes down to day. Nothing gold can stay.”
“Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.”
“Love is the irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.”
“Courage is of the heart by derivation, And great it is. But fear is of the soul.”