The Universe is but the Thing of Things The things but balls all going round in rings Some of them mighty huge, some mighty tiny All of them radiant and might shiny.
Complete Poems of Robert Frost, Accidentally on Purpose, Henry Holt & Company. 1949
The Universe is but the Thing of Things The things but balls all going round in rings Some of them mighty huge, some mighty tiny All of them radiant and might shiny.
Complete Poems of Robert Frost, Accidentally on Purpose, Henry Holt & Company. 1949