Poeticous Logo
en
English Español Français Italiano
Robert Frost

Robert Frost

Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if I had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

#AmericanWriters #PulitzerPrize #1923 #NewHampshire

Analysis
15
20
Liked or faved by...
Y. J. Hall Shemené Kok Kenneth R. Jenkins Soul Man Survivorofall Gregory F. Groat Boatmaker Zero Leonardo Dominous Mars Obeng Bilters Derrick A Harris Jax Becca R. Jayme Slais Natasha Prado No Name Lady Orchidvines Jong Gab Jo ~M.S. Penelope Adriane Deputy Stephen O Amadi ~Amc~ You Don't Need To Know Lina Vasquez Emrah Mujic Adan Itto Rids Fahime Mirzapour
Other works by Robert Frost...
Taken Doubly: Two Tramps in Mud Time

Out of the mud two strangers came And caught me splitting wood in th… And one of them put me off my aim By hailing cheerily “Hit them har… I knew pretty well why he had drop…
Woman with a Parasol - Madame Monet and Her Son, by Claude Monet
Meeting and Passing

As I went down the hill along the… There was a gate I had leaned at… And had just turned from when I f… As you came up the hill. We met.… We did that day was mingle great a…
 4
By the Well, by Henry John Yeend King
Going for Water

The well was dry beside the door, And so we went with pail and can Across the fields behind the house To seek the brook if still it ran; Not loth to have excuse to go,
 4
The Objection to Being Stepped On

At the end of the row I stepped on the toe Of an unemployed hoe. It rose in offense And struck me a blow
 1
The Oft

She had no saying dark enough For the dark pine that kept Forever trying the window latch Of the room where they slept. The tireless but ineffectual hands
Two Look at Two

Love and forgetting might have car… A little further up the mountain s… With night so near, but not much f… They must have halted soon in any… With thoughts of a path back, how…
On a Tree Fallen Across the Road

(To hear us talk) The tree the tempest with a crash… Throws down in front of us is not… Our passage to our journey’s end f… But just to ask us who we think we…
One Or Two: I Could Give All To Time

To Time it never seems that he is… To set himself against the peaks o… To lay them level with the running… Nor is he overjoyed when they lie… But only grave, contemplative and…
Taken Doubly: On The Heart’s Beginning To Cloud The Mind

Something I saw or thought I saw In the desert at midnight in Utah… Looking out of my lower berth At moonlit sky and moonlit earth. The sky had here and there a star;
A Line-storm Song

The line—storm clouds fly tattered… The road is forlorn all day, Where a myriad snowy quartz stones… And the hoof—prints vanish away. The roadside flowers, too wet for…
Acceptance

When the spent sun throws up its r… And goes down burning into the gul… No voice in nature is heard to cry… At what has happened. Birds, at l… It is the change to darkness in th…
 3
On Looking Up by Chance at the Constellations

You’ll wait a long, long time for… To happen in heaven beyond the flo… And the Northern Lights that run… The sun and moon get crossed, but… Nor strike out fire from each othe…
Home Burial

He saw her from the bottom of the… Before she saw him. She was star… Looking back over her shoulder at… She took a doubtful step and then… To raise herself and look again.…
A Dream Pang

I had withdrawn in forest, and my… Was swallowed up in leaves that bl… And to the forest edge you came on… (This was my dream) and looked and… But did not enter, though the wish…
It Bids Pretty Fair

The play seems out for an almost i… Don’t mind a little thing like the… The only I worry about is the sun… We’ll be all right if nothing goes…



Top