Poem Robert Frost

All Revelation

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A head thrusts in as for the view,
But where it is it thrusts in from,
Or what It is it thrusts into,
By that Cyb’laean avenue,
And what can of its coming come,
And whither it will be withdrawn,
And what take hence or leave behind,
These things the mind has pondered on
A moment and still asking gone.
Strange apparition of the mind!
But the impervious geode
Was entered, and its inner crust
Of crystals with a ray cathode
At every point and facet glowed
In answer to the mental thrust.
Eyes seeking the response of eyes
Bring out the stars, bring out the :Bowers,
Thus concentrating earth and skies
So none need be afraid of size.
All revelation has been ours.
A Considerable Speck
Come In

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