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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A CLIFF DWELLING, by ROBERT FROST Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: There sandy seems the golden sky Last Line: Oh years ago—ten thousand years Subject(s): Primitve Man | |||
There sandy seems the golden sky And golden seems the sandy plain. No habitation meets the eye Unless in the horizon rim, Some halfway up the limestone wall, That spot of black is not a stain Or shadow, but a cavern hole, Where someone used to climb and crawl To rest from his besetting fears. I see the callus on his soul The disappearing last of him And of his race starvation slim, Oh years ago - ten thousand years. | 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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