" The Gift Outright " by Robert Frost
Works : 1.... Stopping by woods on Snowy
Evening
2.... Design
3.....Home Burial
4.....Mending Wall
" The Gift Outright " serves as history, narrative, metaphor and political statement. In server as both a reminder of he past and a call to action for the future.
Frost begins with no proper nouns to orient readers to his subject matter; the corporate and individual meanings of "we" and the land as " she ".
" We Were still Colonials " he sets the time. And the "we" of the poem in turn colonized the " her " the land itself, by inhibiting it without the responsibilities of possession.
"A poem begins as a lump in the
throat , a sense of wrong , a
homesickness , a love-sickness."
by Robert Frost
Robert Frost was an American poet. Robert Frost was born on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco , Where his father, William Prescott frost Jr. , and his mother Isabelle Moodie.
Frost drifted through a string of occupations after leaving school, working, as a teacher, cobbler, and editor of the Lawrence sentinel . His first published poem , " My Butterfly " appeared on November, 8, 1894, in the New Youk newspaper The Independent.
Personal life : Frost personal life is not good. In 1885 when Frost father died leaving the family with just eight dollars. His mother died of cancer in 1900.
Achievement : In 1924, he won the first of four Pulitzer prize for the book " New Hampshire " . In 1960 he received the united states congressional gold medal for his poetry me-cognition.
Evening
2.... Design
3.....Home Burial
4.....Mending Wall
" The Gift Outright " serves as history, narrative, metaphor and political statement. In server as both a reminder of he past and a call to action for the future.
Frost begins with no proper nouns to orient readers to his subject matter; the corporate and individual meanings of "we" and the land as " she ".
" We Were still Colonials " he sets the time. And the "we" of the poem in turn colonized the " her " the land itself, by inhibiting it without the responsibilities of possession.
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