A Boy's Will/Stars

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Stars by Robert Frost
Part I
From A Boy's Will, 1913.
STARS

 
How countlessly they congregate
   O'er our tumultuous snow,
Which flows in shapes as tall as trees
   When wintry winds do blow!—

As if with keenness for our fate,
   Our faltering few steps on
To white rest, and a place of rest
   Invisible at dawn,—
 
And yet with neither love nor hate,
   Those stars like some snow-white
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes
   Without the gift of sight.