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He saw her from the bottom of the stairs	A
Before she saw him She was starting down	B
Looking back over her shoulder at some fear	C
She took a doubtful step and then undid it	D
To raise herself and look again He spoke	E
Advancing toward her 'What is it you see	F
From up there always for I want to know '	G
She turned and sank upon her skirts at that	H
And her face changed from terrified to dull	I
He said to gain time 'What is it you see '	G
Mounting until she cowered under him	J
'I will find out now you must tell me dear '	G
She in her place refused him any help	K
With the least stiffening of her neck and silence	L
She let him look sure that he wouldn't see	F
Blind creature and awhile he didn't see	F
But at last he murmured 'Oh ' and again 'Oh '	G
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'What is it what ' she said	M
'Just that I see '	-
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'You don't ' she challenged 'Tell me what it is '	-
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'The wonder is I didn't see at once	L
I never noticed it from here before	N
I must be wonted to it that's the reason	O
The little graveyard where my people are	P
So small the window frames the whole of it	D
Not so much larger than a bedroom is it	D
There are three stones of slate and one of marble	I
Broad shouldered little slabs there in the sunlight	Q
On the sidehill We haven't to mind those	R
But I understand it is not the stones	S
But the child's mound '	-
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'Don't don't don't don't ' she cried	T
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She withdrew shrinking from beneath his arm	U
That rested on the bannister and slid downstairs	A
And turned on him with such a daunting look	V
He said twice over before he knew himself	W
'Can't a man speak of his own child he's lost '	-
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'Not you Oh where's my hat Oh I don't need it	D
I must get out of here I must get air	X
I don't know rightly whether any man can '	-
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'Amy Don't go to someone else this time	Y
Listen to me I won't come down the stairs '	-
He sat and fixed his chin between his fists	Z
'There's something I should like to ask you dear '	-
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'You don't know how to ask it '	-
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'Help me then '	-
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Her fingers moved the latch for all reply	A2
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'My words are nearly always an offense	B2
I don't know how to speak of anything	C2
So as to please you But I might be taught	D2
I should suppose I can't say I see how	E2
A man must partly give up being a man	F2
With women folk We could have some arrangement	G2
By which I'd bind myself to keep hands off	H2
Anything special you're a mind to name	I2
Though I don't like such things 'twixt those that love	J2
Two that don't love can't live together without them	K2
But two that do can't live together with them '	-
She moved the latch a little 'Don't don't go	L2
Don't carry it to someone else this time	Y
Tell me about it if it's something human	O
Let me into your grief I'm not so much	M2
Unlike other folks as your standing there	X
Apart would make me out Give me my chance	N2
I do think though you overdo it a little	I
What was it brought you up to think it the thing	C2
To take your mother loss of a first child	O2
So inconsolably in the face of love	J2
You'd think his memory might be satisfied '	-
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'There you go sneering now '	-
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'I'm not I'm not	P2
You make me angry I'll come down to you	Q2
God what a woman And it's come to this	R2
A man can't speak of his own child that's dead '	-
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'You can't because you don't know how to speak	S2
If you had any feelings you that dug	T2
With your own hand how could you his little grave	U2
I saw you from that very window there	X
Making the gravel leap and leap in air	X
Leap up like that like that and land so lightly	F
And roll back down the mound beside the hole	V2
I thought Who is that man I didn't know you	Q2
And I crept down the stairs and up the stairs	A
To look again and still your spade kept lifting	C2
Then you came in I heard your rumbling voice	W2
Out in the kitchen and I don't know why	A2
But I went near to see with my own eyes	X2
You could sit there with the stains on your shoes	Y2
Of the fresh earth from your own baby's grave	U2
And talk about your everyday concerns	Z2
You had stood the spade up against the wall	A3
Outside there in the entry for I saw it '	-
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'I shall laugh the worst laugh I ever laughed	B3
I'm cursed God if I don't believe I'm cursed '	-
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'I can repeat the very words you were saying	C2
Three foggy mornings and one rainy day	C3
Will rot the best birch fence a man can build	D3
Think of it talk like that at such a time	Y
What had how long it takes a birch to rot	P2
To do with what was in the darkened parlor	E3
You couldn't care The nearest friends can go	L2
With anyone to death comes so far short	F3
They might as well not try to go at all	A3
No from the time when one is sick to death	G3
One is alone and he dies more alone	H3
Friends make pretense of following to the grave	U2
But before one is in it their minds are turned	I3
And making the best of their way back to life	J3
And living people and things they understand	K3
But the world's evil I won't have grief so	L2
If I can change it Oh I won't I won't '	-
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'There you have said it all and you feel better	E3
You won't go now You're crying Close the door	N
The heart's gone out of it why keep it up	L3
Amy There's someone coming down the road '	-
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'You oh you think the talk is all I must go	L2
Somewhere out of this house How can I make you '	-
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'If you do ' She was opening the door wider	E3
'Where do you mean to go First tell me that	H
I'll follow and bring you back by force I will '	-

Robert Lee Frost

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