“The Pasture” (Robert Frost)

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I’m going out to clean the pasture spring; I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away

(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):

I shan’t be gone long. — You come too.

I’m going out to fetch the little calf

That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young

It totters when she licks it with her tongue. I shan’t be gone long. — You come too.

Published by adamazim1988

I have a Bachelor's Degree in History/Government and International Relations from George Mason University, and a Master's Degree in International Affairs with a Concentration in U.S. Foreign Policy from American University in Washington, DC. I was born in New York City, and have lived in Northern Virginia since childhood. I am an independent writer and an entrepreneur. I am also a book author.

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