ᐅ But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over in the wind and cling Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire. – Robert Frost | QuotesTrue.com

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But these are flowers that fly and all but sing: And now from having ridden out desire They lie closed over in the wind and cling Where wheels have freshly sliced the April mire.

Robert Frost

Robert Frost (1971). “The poetry of Robert Frost”

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