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=Robert Frost Frost was born March 26, 1874 in San Francisco to William Prescott Frost Jr. and Isabelle Moodie. When his father died in 1885, Robert moved to Massachusetts to live with his mother and sister.He went to Dartmouth College for only one semester. Then, in 1894, he sold his first poem to The New York Independent for just $15. Then, because he was so proud of himself, he went and proposed to his high school sweet-heart, Elinor Miriam White. They got married in 1895. They taught together in schools until 1897. His grandfather gave him a farm before he died and he and his family stayed there for n9 years. This is where wrote some of his more famous poems. Later, in 1912, he and his family sailed out to Glasgow and settled down in Beaconsfield near London. A year later, he published his fist book of poems: "A Boy's Will". Frost died on January 29, 1963, by which time he had received 4 pulitzer prizes. =

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 * [[image:vista-wallpaper-aurora-at-night.jpg width="415" height="260"]] || Frost was born March 26, 1874 in San Francisco to William Prescott Frost Jr. and Isabelle Moodie. When his father died in 1885, Robert moved to Massachusetts to live with his mother and sister.He went to Dartmouth College for only one semester. Then, in 1894, he sold his first poem to The New York Independent for just $15. Then, because he was so proud of himself, he went and proposed to his high school sweet-heart, Elinor Miriam White. They got married in 1895. They taught together in schools until 1897. His grandfather gave him a farm before he died and he and his family stayed there for n9 years. This is where wrote some of his more famous poems. Later, in 1912, he and his family sailed out to Glasgow and settled down in Beaconsfield near London. A year later, he published his fist book of poems: "A Boy's Will". Frost died on January 29, 1963, by which time he had received 4 pulitzer prizes. ||

I think it's a sad poem; it almost seems like the man/woman is equating his sadness with the darkness of the night. Poetic Devices: Uses symbolism for the moon, saying it was a luminary clock. Uses personification, saying that a cry was not calling him back or saying good-bye. The person crying out is the one that would call you back or say good-bye. The clock is also personified because clock don't proclaim the time. Rhyme Scheme: A,B,A; B,C,B; C,D,C; D,A,D; A,A Theme:Your problems will always stay with you; all you can do is accept them and move on. ||~  ||
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 * //Acquainted with the Night //**

I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain—and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light.

I have looked down the saddest city lane. I have passed by the watchman on his beat And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.

I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet When far away an interrupted cry Came over houses from another street,

But not to call me back or say good-by; And further still at an unearthly height One luminary clock against the sky

Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right. I have been one acquainted with the night.


 * //** The Road Not Taken **//

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I marked the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference. || 

Personal Reaction: It's a nice poem. It kind of makes you think about the choices you've made and if they're the right ones. Poetic Devices: Uses personification; the poem says the path wanted wear. Uses imagery; it makes you think of an actual crossroad. Rhyme Scheme: A,B,A,A,B; C,D,C,C,D; E,F,E,E,F; G,H,G,G,H Theme: The poem pretty much says that the high road will take you to higher places ||


 * //The Oft-Repeated Dream //**

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. Personal Response: I like the poem because it reminds me of those creepy nights when there were weird noises that kept me up. Poetic Devices: Uses personification; the poem says that the tree was trying to open the window latch Rhyme Scheme: A,B,C,B; D,E,F,E; G,H,I,H; Theme: The poem is saying that with misunderstanding can come fear and that this is present in human nature throughout our lives. ||
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McHenry, Robert, ed. //Britannica//. 15th ed. 1993. Print
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"Acquainted With The Night Analysis Robert Frost : Summary Explanation Meaning Overview Essay Writing Critique Peer Review Literary Criticism Synopsis Online Education." //Writing Workshop, or Something//. Web. 07 Mar. 2010. []. "Robert Frost Biography." //Buzzle Web Portal: Intelligent Life on the Web//. Web. 06 Mar. 2010. []. ||