Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter Poem by Robert Frost

Looking for a Sunset Bird in Winter

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The west was getting out of gold,
The breath of air had died of cold,
When shoeing home across the white,
I thought I saw a bird alight.

In summer when I passed the place
I had to stop and lift my face;
A bird with an angelic gift
Was singing in it sweet and swift.

No bird was singing in it now.
A single leaf was on a bough,
And that was all there was to see
In going twice around the tree.

From my advantage on a hill
I judged that such a crystal chill
Was only adding frost to snow
As gilt to gold that wouldn't show.

A brush had left a crooked stroke
Of what was either cloud or smoke
From north to south across the blue;
A piercing little star was through.

Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sunset
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t-rex kid 24 April 2019

i hate thgis i dont want to do a school project on this smh

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Dr Antony Theodore 31 March 2018

n summer when I passed the place I had to stop and lift my face; A bird with an angelic gift Was singing in it sweet and swift. Robert Frost and his poems and other writings are famour in the literary world.. tony

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hhhhh 16 November 2017

rolling eye emoji uuugggghhhhhhh school project now i have to use 20 letters because of the pop up

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