1. The Pasture. Frost, Robert. 1915. North of Boston

Robert Frost (1874–1963). North of Boston. 1915.

1. The Pasture


I’M going out to clean the pasture spring;
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.

I’m going out to fetch the little calf	5
That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young,
It totters when she licks it with her tongue.
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.