The perfect time of year to read Robert Frost's poem Reluctance, as we travel reluctantly into winter. You might want to watch this video on full screen, the lines of the poem are in a dark font.
Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?
No comments:
Post a Comment