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Boy's Will

Name: Boy's Will
Brand: 1st World Library - Literary Society
SKU: 04240259
Price: 11.75 EUR
Availability: InStock
Author: Robert Frost
ISBN: 9781595401175

Robert Frost

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English

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Libristo code: 04240259

Publishers 1st World Library - Literary Society, September 2004

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Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. 1st World Library-Literary Society is a non-profit educational organization. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - ONE of my wishes is that those dark trees, So old and firm they scarcely show the breeze, Were not, as 'twere, the merest mask of gloom, But stretched away unto the edge of doom. I should not be withheld but that some day Into their vastness I should steal away, Fearless of ever finding open land, Or highway where the slow wheel ours the sand. I do not see why I should e'er turn back, Or those should not set forth upon my track To overtake me, who should miss me here And long to know if still I held them dear. They would not find me changed from him they knew-Only more sure of all I thought was true.