They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves.
Robert FrostAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: March 26, 1874
- Died: January 29, 1963
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