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Frost, Robert - Tree at my window, window tree
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Robert Frost – from The Poetry of Robert Frost
Tree at my window, window tree
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between you and me
Vague dream-head lifted out of the ground
And thing next most diffuse to cloud
Not all your light tongues talking aloud
Could be profound.
But tree, I have seen you taken and tossed
And if you have seen me when I slept
You have seen me when I was taken and swept
And all but lost.
That day she put our heads together
Fate had her imagination about her
Your head so much concerned with outer
Mine with inner, weather.