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When I see birches bend to left and right	A
Across the lines of straighter darker trees	B
I like to think some boy's been swinging them	C
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay	D
Ice storms do that Often you must have seen them	C
Loaded with ice a sunny winter morning	E
After a rain They click upon themselves	F
As the breeze rises and turn many coloured	G
As the stir cracks and crazes their enamel	H
Soon the sun's warmth makes them shed crystal shells	I
Shattering and avalanching on the snow crust	J
Such heaps of broken glass to sweep away	D
You'd think the inner dome of heaven had fallen	K
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load	L
And they seem not to break though once they are bowed	M
So low for long they never right themselves	F
You may see their trunks arching in the woods	N
Years afterwards trailing their leaves on the ground	O
Like girls on hands and knees that throw their hair	P
Before them over their heads to dry in the sun	K
But I was going to say when Truth broke in	Q
With all her matter of fact about the ice storm	R
I should prefer to have some boy bend them	C
As he went out and in to fetch the cows	S
Some boy too far from town to learn baseball	T
Whose only play was what he found himself	U
Summer or winter and could play alone	V
One by one he subdued his father's trees	B
By riding them down over and over again	W
Until he took the stiffness out of them	C
And not one but hung limp not one was left	X
For him to conquer He learned all there was	Y
To learn about not launching out too soon	Z
And so not carrying the tree away	D
Clear to the ground He always kept his poise	A2
To the top branches climbing carefully	B2
With the same pains you use to fill a cup	C2
Up to the brim and even above the brim	D2
Then he flung outward feet first with a swish	E2
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground	O
So was I once myself a swinger of birches	A2
And so I dream of going back to be	B2
It's when I'm weary of considerations	A2
And life is too much like a pathless wood	F2
Where your face burns and tickles with the cobwebs	A2
Broken across it and one eye is weeping	E
From a twig's having lashed across it open	K
I'd like to get away from earth awhile	G2
And then come back to it and begin over	H2
May no fate willfully misunderstand me	B2
And half grant what I wish and snatch me away	D
Not to return Earth's the right place for love	I2
I don't know where it's likely to go better	H2
I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree	B2
And climb black branches up a snow white trunk	J2
Toward heaven till the tree could bear no more	K2
But dipped its top and set me down again	W
That would be good both going and coming back	L2
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches	A2

Robert Frost

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