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My sorrow, when shes here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be she loves the bare
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"My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be; she loves the bare, the withered tree; she walks the sodden pasture lane"

- Robert Frost

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This quote by Robert Frost speaks to the beauty of sorrow and the appreciation of the darker days of fall. The speaker is explaining how his grief is with him, and how she discovers appeal in the dark days of autumn rain. She loves the bare and withered trees, and strolls in the sodden pasture lane. The speaker is recommending that sorrow can bring a specific appeal to life, which it can be appreciated in the same method as the beauty of the sunnier days. The speaker is likewise suggesting that grief can bring a certain appreciation for the darker days of autumn, and that it can be seen as a blessing in disguise. The speaker is suggesting that grief can bring a certain appeal to life, which it can be valued in the exact same method as the charm of the sunnier days. The speaker is likewise suggesting that grief can bring a specific appreciation for the darker days of fall, which it can be viewed as a blessing in camouflage. By appreciating the appeal of the darker days of fall, the speaker is recommending that sadness can bring a specific peace and comprehending to life.
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Robert Frost This quote is written / told by Robert Frost between March 26, 1874 and January 29, 1963. He was a famous Poet from USA. The author also have 80 other quotes.

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