Poetic Openings : Robert Frost to Robert Frost

Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Hannibal : First Line : Was there even a cause too lost,
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Hill Wife, The : First Line : LONELINESS
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Home Burial : First Line : He saw her from the bottom of the stairs
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Housekeeper, The : First Line : I let myself in at the kitchen door.
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Hyla Brook : First Line : By June our brook's run out of song and speed.

Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : I Will Sing You One-o : First Line : It was long I lay
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : Immigrants : First Line : No ship of all that under sail or steam
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : In A Disused Graveyard : First Line : The living come with grassy tread
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : In A Vale : First Line : When I was young, we dwelt in a vale
Poet : Robert Frost : Poem : In Equal Sacrifice : First Line : Thus of old the Douglas did:

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