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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MOST OF IT, by ROBERT FROST Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: He thought he kept the universe alone; Last Line: And forced the underbrush—and that was all | |||
He thought he kept the universe alone; For all the voice in answer he could wake Was but the mocking echo of his own From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake. Some morning from the boulder-broken beach He would cry out on life, that what it wants Is not its own love back in copy speech, But counter-love, original response. And nothing ever came of what he cried Unless it was the embodiment that crashed In the cliff's talus on the other side, And then in the far distant water splashed, But after a time allowed for it to swim, Instead of proving human when it neared And someone else additional to him, As a great buck it powerfully appeared, Pushing the crumpled water up ahead, And landed pouring like a waterfall, And stumbled through the rocks with horny tread, And forced the underbrush--and that was all. | 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 STEEPLE ON THE HOUSE by ROBERT FROST A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST A WINTER'S NIGHT by ROBERT FROST AMERICA IS HARD TO SEE by ROBERT FROST AN UNSTAMPED LETTER IN OUR RURAL LETTER BOX by ROBERT FROST |
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