A Dream Pang Poem By Robert Frost

A Dream Pang Poem By Robert Frost!

1 had withdrawn in forest, and my song,
Was swallowed up in leaves that blew alway;
And to the forest edge you came one day
(This was my dream) and looked and pondered long,
But did not enter, though the wish was strong:
You shook your pensIve head as who should say,
‘I dare not-too far ill his footsteps strayHe must seek me would he undo the wrong.’
Not far, but near, 1 stood and saw it all
Behind low boughs the trees let down outside;
And the sweet pang it cost me not to call
And tell you that 1 saw does still abide.
But ’tis not true that thus I dwelt aloof,
For the wood wakes, and you are here for proof.

A Dream Pang Poem By Robert Frost

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