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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE LINE-GANG, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Here come the line-gang pioneering by. Last Line: They bring the telephone and telegraph. Subject(s): Trees; Poles | |||
Here come the line-gang pioneering by. They throw a forest down less cut than broken. They plant dead trees for living, and the dead They string together with a living thread. They string an instrument against the sky Wherein words whether beaten out or spoken Will run as hushed as when they were a thought. But in no hush they string it: they go past With shouts afar to pull the cable taut, To hold it hard until they make it fast, To ease away -- they have it. With a laugh, An oath of towns that set the wild at naught They bring the telephone and telegraph. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DREAM OF JULIUS CAESAR by ROBERT FROST A PECK OF GOLD by ROBERT FROST A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST A WINTER'S NIGHT by ROBERT FROST CAESAR'S LOST TRANSPORT SHIPS by ROBERT FROST CLEAR AND COLDER; BOSTON COMMON by ROBERT FROST DOWN THE BROOK by ROBERT FROST |
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