The rain to the wind saidYou push and Ill pelt.They so smote the garden bedThat the flowers actually kneltAnd lay lodgedthough not dead.I know how the flowers felt.

The rain to the wind said
You push and Ill pelt.
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt
And lay lodgedthough not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.
Robert Frost

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And so I dream of going back to be.
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The rain to the wind saidYou push and Ill pelt.They so smote the garden bedThat the flowers actually kneltAnd lay lodgedthough not dead.I know how the flowers felt. Robert Frost

The rain to the wind said
You push and Ill pelt.
They so smote the garden bed
That the flowers actually knelt
And lay lodgedthough not dead.
I know how the flowers felt.
Robert Frost