I alone of English writers have consciously set myself to make music out of what I may call the sound of sense. – Robert Frost
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My sorrow, when shes here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane. – Robert Frost
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