The Oft-Repeated Dream (Poem by Robert Lee Frost)

Robert Lee Frost Poem

The Oft-Repeated Dream
By Robert Lee Frost

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
    That with every futile pass
Made the great tree seem as a little bird
    Before the mystery of glass!

It never had been inside the room,
    And only one of the two
Was afraid in an oft-repeated dream
    Of what the tree might do.

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