Robert Frost’s “Good Hours”

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December 13, 2017

I’m posting a series of poems and excerpts from poems and essay that I love. Today’s is Robert Frost’s “Good Hours.” The rhyme in the 5th and 6th lines breaks my heart every time.

GOOD HOURS

I had for my winter evening walk—
No one at all with whom to talk,
But I had the cottages in a row
Up to their shining eyes in snow.

And I thought I had the folk within:
I had the sound of a violin;
I had a glimpse through curtain laces
Of youthful forms and youthful faces.

I had such company outward bound.
I went till there were no cottages found.
I turned and repented, but coming back
I saw no window but that was black.

Over the snow my creaking feet
Disturbed the slumbering village street
Like profanation, by your leave,
At ten o’clock of a winter eve.

Robert Frost

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One response to “Robert Frost’s “Good Hours””

andreajhurley

December 13, 2017

aw i loved the few times we walked together. I remember it helped me so much to do that after my mom had her accident. I had just booked plane tickets and then walked with you and Collette enjoying some wine.

On Wed, Dec 13, 2017 at 5:40 AM, Kimberly O’Connor wrote:

> oconnorkim posted: “I’m posting a series of poems and excerpts from poems > and essay that I love. Today’s is Robert Frost’s “Good Hours.” The rhyme in > the 5th and 6th lines breaks my heart every time. GOOD HOURS I had for my > winter evening walk— No one at all with w” >

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