A Peck of Gold
de Robert Frost(2005)
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Dust always blowing about the town,
Except when sea-fog laid it down,
And I was one of the children told
Some of the blowing dust was gold.
All the dust the wind blew high
Appeared like gold in the sunset sky,
But I was one of the children told
Some of the dust was really gold.
Such was life in the Golden Gate:
Gold dusted all we drank and ate,
And I was one of the children told,
\'We all must eat our peck of gold\'.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Robert Frost
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2005
- Cuvinte
- 86
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 12
- Actualizat
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Robert Frost. “A Peck of Gold.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/robert-frost/poezie/a-peck-of-goldIntrebari frecvente
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