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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WINTER WINDS, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: At twelve o'clock tonight Last Line: Not to be oft aroused. Subject(s): Wind | |||
At twelve o'clock tonight, When every house is dark, Who ride the roads alone? The winds of winter. Hark! The moon is clear above, The earth is hard below; And with a little dust They drive a little snow. They make the maples roar, The withered flowers hiss, Along the way they go On such a night as this. The winds usurp the earth, And even safely housed, Folk must cling fast to sleep Not to be oft aroused. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE THREE CHILDREN by JOSEPHINE JACOBSEN THE WIND by LOUISE MOREY BOWMAN LEAF LITTER ON ROCK FACE by HEATHER MCHUGH RESIDENTIAL AREA by JOSEPHINE MILES THE DAY THE WINDS by JOSEPHINE MILES VARIATIONS: 12 by CONRAD AIKEN OH IT'S PRETTY WINDY OUTSIDE by LARRY EIGNER |
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