When Work Becomes Play, And Play Becomes

Two Such As You With Such A Master Speed Cannot Be Parted Nor Be Swept Away

Whose Woods These Are I Think I Know. His House Is In The Village Though; He Will Not See Me Stopping Here To Watch His Woods Fill Up With Snow.

A Successful Lawsuit Is The One Worn By A Policeman.

A Breeze Discovered My Open Book And Began To Flutter The Leaves To Look

Fireflies In The Garden By Robert Frost 1874–1963 Here Come Real Stars To Fill The Upper Skies, And Here On Earth Come Emulating Flies, That Though They Never Equal Stars In Size, (and They Were Never Really Stars At Heart) Achieve At Times A Very Star-like Start. Only, Of Course, They Can't Sustain The Part.