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Frost, Robert - I stole forth dimly in the dripping pause
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Robert Frost – from The Poetry of Robert Frost
I stole forth dimly in the dripping pause
Between two downpours to see what there was
And a masked moon had spread down compass rays
To a cone mountain in the midnight haze
As if the final estimate were hers
And as it measured in her calipers
The mountain stood exalted in its place
So love will take between the hands a face ….