They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for — Robert Frost
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They are dragged to the withered bracken by the load, And they seem not to break; though once they are bowed So low for long, they never right themselves.

— Robert Frost
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At the MoorWanderer in the black wind — quietly the dry reeds whisperIn the stillness of the moor. In the gray skyA flock of wild birds follows
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches. — Robert Frost, Birches