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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FORK OF THE ROAD, by WILLIAM RENTON First Line: An utter moorland, high, and wide, and flat Last Line: A signpost; pointing this way, pointing that. | |||
An utter moorland, high, and wide, and flat; A beaten roadway, branching out in grave distaste And weather-beaten and defaced, Pricking its ears along the solitary waste -- A signpost; pointing this way, pointing that. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPRING FLOODS (IN NORMANDY) by WILLIAM RENTON SONG OF THE WAVE by ROBERT FROST AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 1. THE BALLAD-SINGER by THOMAS HARDY ON THE DEATHS OF THOMAS CARLYLE AND GEORGE ELIOT by ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE SINCE THOU ART GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN SONNET by THEODORE AGRIPPA D' AUBIGNE THE WOLD WALL by WILLIAM BARNES ILLUSIONS by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN SONNET ON MOOR PARK - WRITTEN AUGUST 20, 1807 by SAMUEL EGERTON BRYDGES |
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