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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A PECK OF GOLD, by ROBERT FROST Recitation Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Dust always blowing about the town Last Line: We all must eat our peck of gold.' Subject(s): California - Gold Discoveries; Dust; Gold Rush; Forty-niners | |||
Dust always blowing about the town, Except when sea-fog laid it down, And I was one of the children told Some of the blowing dust was gold. All the dust the wind blew high Appeared like gold in the sunset sky, But I was one of the children told Some of the dust was really gold. Such was life in the Golden Gate: Gold dusted all we drank and ate, And I was one of the children told, 'We all must eat our peck of gold.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A GOLDEN DREAM by KATHRYN ROESER DUNLAP SUTTER'S FORT, SACRAMENTO by LUCIUS HARWOOD FOOTE BALLAD OF THE GOLD COUNTRY by HELEN MARIA HUNT FISKE JACKSON THE GOLD THAT GREW BY SHASTA TOWN by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE MEN OF FORTY-NINE by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER TO THE PIONEERS by CINCINNATUS HEINE MILLER THE DAYS OF '49 by CHARLEY RHODES THE YUKON'S SONG OF THE GOLD by AMELIA WOODWARD TRUESDELL |
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