Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?
—from "Reluctance" by Robert Frost
why do I love Robert Frost?
he is an american poet, one of the greatest of the 20th century. he is known for his use of american colloquialisms and depictions of rural life. but also, he speaks to the earthy existence of the very sweet core of humankind; our divisions, our aspirations, our transgressions, our personhood.
the woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
—from "Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost
i think we've all had that pressing tempation of laying down in the snow, just to forget the distance and fall asleep in the cold.