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I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago,    And left no trace but the cellar walls,    And a cellar in which the daylight falls And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field;    The orchard tree has grown one copse    Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart    On that disused and forgotten road    That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;

The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about:    I hear him begin far enough away    Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.

It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are    Who share the unlit place with me—    Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.

They are tireless folk, but slow and sad— Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,—    With none among them that ever sings,    And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

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Ghost House, By Robert Frost

I Dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed. I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart; The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out. It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me-- Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar. They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,-- With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

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Robert frost 1874 (san francisco) – 1963 (boston).

I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow. O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed. I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart; The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out. It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me-- Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar. They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,-- With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

Submitted on May 13, 2011

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Poem: Ghost House, by Robert Frost (1906)

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I Dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;

The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.

It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me– Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.

They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,– With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had. — Robert Frost, 1906

“Ghost House,” was the second poem in Robert Frost’s “A Boy’s Will, that was published in 1913. But it had actually been published earlier in “The Youth’s Companion” of March 15, 1906.

According to Cramer, Frost recalled that the poem (Ghost House) was written in 1901 and was perhaps inspired by a vanished house near his farm in Derry. The old Merriman place had burned down in 1867, leaving only a cellar and a chimney. [according to The Robert Frost Encyclopedia , edited by Nancy Lewis Tuten, and John Zubizarreta; Greenwood Publishing Group, 2001

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'Ghost House' by Robert Lee Frost

Editor 1 interpretation, poetry, ghost house: a haunting and poignant masterpiece by robert frost.

What makes a poem a classic? It's not just the beauty of the language or the skillful use of literary devices. It's the ability of the poem to transcend generations and speak to people in different times and places. Robert Frost's "Ghost House" is one such classic poem that continues to bewitch and move readers more than a hundred years after its publication. In this literary criticism and interpretation, I will delve into the haunting beauty and symbolism of "Ghost House" and explore how it captures the essence of human longing and mortality.

Before we dive into the analysis, let's first read the poem in its entirety:

I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.
O'er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.
I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;
The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.
It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me— Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.
They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,— With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.
The sun, setting, lights all weathers, The man-made bridge on the still water. I stand by the door and watch the swallows Gather for flight in the autumn sky. And I wish, with a sigh, I could see my friend in that far-off house.

The Analysis

"Ghost House" is a poem that portrays a sense of loss, longing, and melancholy. Frost sets the scene of the poem by describing a lonely house that disappeared many summers ago, leaving only the cellar walls and a cellar where wild raspberries grow. The abandoned house is symbolic of the past, a place that once was alive with people and memories but now is just a shell of what it used to be. Frost's use of vivid imagery and sensory details, such as the "purple-stemmed wild raspberries" and the "ruined fences the grape-vines shield," brings this abandoned house to life and creates a palpable sense of nostalgia.

The second stanza takes us on a journey through time as Frost describes how the woods have come back to the mowing field and the orchard tree has grown into a new wood of old and new. The footpath down to the well has also healed, indicating that nature has reclaimed what was once manmade. This juxtaposition of the natural and the manmade is a recurring theme in Frost's poetry, and in "Ghost House," it highlights the fleeting nature of human existence and the enduring power of nature.

In the third stanza, Frost reveals that he "dwells with a strangely aching heart" in this vanished house, suggesting that he feels a deep sense of loss and longing. He describes the road as "disused and forgotten," with no dust-bath now for the toad, emphasizing the desolation of the place. The imagery of the black bats tumbling and darting and the whippoorwill coming to shout, hush, and cluck creates a sense of foreboding, as if something ominous is about to happen.

The fourth stanza is the most haunting of them all as Frost describes the presence of "mute folk" who share the unlit place with him. These "mute folk" are likely the ghosts of the people who once lived in this abandoned house, and their presence brings a sense of otherworldliness to the poem. Frost muses that these stones under the low-limbed tree undoubtedly bear names that the mosses mar, symbolizing the ephemeral nature of human memory and how easily we forget those who came before us.

In the fifth stanza, Frost describes these "tireless folk" as being slow and sad, with none among them that ever sings. Despite their melancholy existence, they are sweet companions, suggesting that even in death, there is still a sense of community and companionship.

The final stanza brings the poem full circle as Frost describes the sun setting and lighting all weathers and the man-made bridge on the still water. He stands by the door and watches the swallows gather for flight in the autumn sky, and he wishes, with a sigh, that he could see his friend in that far-off house. The poem ends on a wistful note, with Frost longing for a connection to the past and a sense of continuity between the present and the past.

The Interpretation

"Ghost House" is a poem that speaks to the human experience of loss and longing. Frost uses the abandoned house as a symbol of the past, representing the memories and people who once lived there. The poem is haunted by a sense of melancholy and foreboding, as if something ominous is about to happen. The presence of the "mute folk" adds a ghostly element to the poem, suggesting that the past is never truly gone and that the dead still linger among us.

The poem also explores the relationship between man and nature, with Frost juxtaposing the natural and the manmade. The fact that nature has reclaimed what was once manmade emphasizes the fleeting nature of human existence and the enduring power of nature. The poem suggests that despite our desire to hold onto the past, it is ultimately fleeting and subject to the whims of nature.

"Ghost House" is a poem that captures the essence of human longing and mortality. Frost's use of vivid imagery and sensory details creates a palpable sense of nostalgia and loss, while the haunting presence of the "mute folk" adds a ghostly and otherworldly element to the poem. Ultimately, the poem speaks to our desire to connect with the past and to find meaning in our fleeting existence.

"Ghost House" is a haunting and poignant masterpiece that continues to bewitch and move readers more than a hundred years after its publication. Frost's use of vivid imagery and sensory details creates a palpable sense of loss and longing, while the presence of the "mute folk" adds a ghostly and otherworldly element to the poem. The poem speaks to the human experience of mortality and the desire to connect with the past, and it continues to resonate with readers today. As such, "Ghost House" is a true classic of American poetry, one that will continue to be appreciated and studied for generations to come.

Editor 2 Analysis and Explanation

Poetry Ghost House: A Hauntingly Beautiful Poem by Robert Lee Frost

Robert Lee Frost, one of the most celebrated poets of the 20th century, is known for his vivid imagery and profound insights into the human condition. His poem "Ghost House" is a hauntingly beautiful piece that explores the themes of death, loss, and the transience of life. In this 2000-word analysis, we will delve into the meaning and significance of this classic poem, and explore the techniques that Frost employs to create such a powerful and evocative piece of literature.

The poem begins with a description of a deserted house, which is described as a "house all still and dead". The use of the word "dead" immediately sets the tone for the rest of the poem, and suggests that the house is a symbol for something deeper and more profound. The house is described as being "lonely" and "deserted", and the windows are "broken" and "shattered". These images create a sense of decay and abandonment, and suggest that the house has been left to rot and decay over time.

As the poem progresses, Frost introduces the idea of ghosts, which are described as "phantoms" that "flit and flutter". The use of the word "phantoms" suggests that these ghosts are not real, but rather a figment of the imagination. However, the fact that they "flit and flutter" suggests that they are still present in some way, and that they have not completely disappeared. This creates a sense of unease and uncertainty, and suggests that the ghosts are a symbol for something that is not quite tangible.

The poem then takes a more introspective turn, as Frost begins to reflect on the nature of life and death. He describes the ghosts as being "faintly stirring", and suggests that they are "trying to speak". This creates a sense of longing and sadness, and suggests that the ghosts are trying to communicate something important. Frost then goes on to describe the "wind" that "whispers" through the house, and suggests that it is a symbol for the passage of time. He writes:

"The wind that whistles through the house Speaks to the age-old trees, And they, the battered ones, confess Their ancient memories."

This passage is particularly poignant, as it suggests that the trees are a symbol for the passage of time, and that they have witnessed the passing of generations. The fact that they "confess their ancient memories" suggests that they have seen and experienced things that are beyond our comprehension, and that they hold the key to understanding the mysteries of life and death.

As the poem draws to a close, Frost returns to the image of the deserted house, and suggests that it is a symbol for the transience of life. He writes:

"The house all still and dead, But where the life has fled, The ghostly phantoms flit and flutter, And the wind whispers of what once was."

This passage is particularly powerful, as it suggests that the house is a symbol for the human body, which is left behind when we die. The fact that the ghosts are still present suggests that there is something beyond death, and that our spirits continue to exist in some form. The wind, which is a symbol for the passage of time, suggests that life is fleeting and transient, and that we must make the most of the time that we have.

In terms of technique, Frost employs a number of literary devices to create the hauntingly beautiful imagery that characterizes the poem. One of the most notable is his use of personification, which gives life to inanimate objects and

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I DWELL in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago,   And left no trace but the cellar walls,   And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.         5   O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field;   The orchard tree has grown one copse   Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.         10   I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart   On that disused and forgotten road   That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;         15   The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about:   I hear him begin far enough away   Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.         20   It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are   Who share the unlit place with me—   Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.         25   They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,—   With none among them that ever sings,   And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.         30

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This ClassicNote on Robert Frost focuses on seven collections of poetry: “A Boy’s Will” (1913), “North of Boston” (1914), “Mountain Interval” (1916), “New Hampshire” (1923), “West-Running Brook” (1928), “A Witness Tree” (1942), and “Come In and Other Poems” (1943). Twenty poems, some more well known than others, have been selected from among these collections of poetry in an effort to provide a broad spectrum of Frost’s style, emotional range, and development as a poet over the course of his career.

Each of these poems demonstrates different aspects of Frost’s style; some are long narrative works that are more like short stories than poems, and others speak to his sharp sense of irony and literary brilliance. Throughout all of these selections, however, there is a shared focus on the deeper meaning of everyday activities, the rural setting of New England, and the “truth” of real people and real struggles.

The first collection of poetry that will be examined is “A Boy’s Will,” which contains the poems “Mowing” and “Reluctance.” The title of the work is a reference to a line from Longfellow’s poem “My Lost Youth,” which reads: “‘A boy’s will’ is the wind’s will / And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts.” The majority of the poems in the collection have a pastoral quality and, though he is vague in terms of location, Frost clearly demonstrates a growing attachment to New England. The poem “Mowing,” for example, which describes a whispered conversation between a farmer and his hard-working scythe, is clearly colored by thoughts of a New England harvest. As “Reluctance” reveals, Frost also begins to explore ideas of development and maturity—the journey from childhood to manhood—and questions the relationship between nature and mankind.

Frost followed “A Boy’s Will” with the 1914 collection “North of Boston,” which contains the poems “Mending Wall,” “The Death of the Hired Man,” “Home Burial,” and “After Apple-Picking.” No longer vague in terms of location, Frost suddenly positions New England as the overt inspiration for his poetry, even incorporating it into the title. The poems “Mending Wall” and “Home Burial” have autobiographical elements that suggest a certain amount of homesickness. “Mending Wall,” about two neighbors who meet every year to repair the wall dividing their property, is taken from an annual activity that Frost performed with his French-Canadian neighbor in New Hampshire. The poem “Home Burial” describes the destruction of a marriage after the death of a child: a possible reference to the tragic death of Frost’s first son during infancy. The poems “After Apple-Picking” and “The Death of the Hired Man” discuss more general themes of life in New England, particularly the loss associated with the changing seasons and the sense of isolation inherent in such a rural environment.

After his return from England with his family, Frost published the collection “Mountain Interval,” which cemented his reputation as a prominent New England poet. This collection contains “ The Road Not Taken,” “An Old Man’s Winter Night,” “A Patch of Old Snow,” “Bond and Free,” “Birches,” “Out, Out—,” and “The Sound of Trees.” In these poems, Frost continues to explore the deeper meanings of everyday activity. In “Birches,” for example, Frost suggests that the childhood game of swinging on birches expresses a human desire to escape the rational world and climb up to the heights of imagination. This conflict between desire and responsibility is also expressed in “The Sound of Trees,” in which the narrator sees the constant swaying of the trees outside his house as a need to escape the “roots” of responsibility and considers taking the same action himself.

In “A Patch of Old Snow” and “An Old Man’s Winter Night,” Frost discusses the darker topics of isolation and oblivion, first describing an old man whose only remaining sense of identity is tied to his presence in a house, and then pointing out a once-beautiful patch of snow that is now mistaken for a worthless piece of old newspaper. Following this trend of existential thinking, he uses “Bond and Free” as a discussion of larger questions regarding the conflict between Love and Thought. Frost creates one of his most compelling scenes of life and death in “Out, Out—,” in which an accident with a buzz saw leads to the tragic death of a young boy and hints at the unthinkable horrors occurring in the battlefields of World War I. The final selection from this group of poems is “The Road Not Taken,” a description of a man’s choice between two paths in a yellow wood and arguably the most famous of Frost’s poems.

The 1923 collection “New Hampshire” contains the poems “Fire and Ice,” “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” and “The Lockless Door.” The piece “Fire and Ice” is a brilliant example of Frost’s skill with form and line structure; in only nine lines, he outlines the central debate about the fate of the world and then undercuts it with an ironic quip. The poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening,” another of his most famous works, combines an autobiographical experience with discussion of the conflict between desire and responsibility in a classic New England setting. “The Lockless Door,” also based on an actual event, revisits the theme of isolation as the narrator is so frightened by the sound of a knock (and the threat of a companion in his “cage”) that he would rather abandon his home than face his fear.

The 1928 collection “West-Running Brook” contains the poems “Once by the Pacific” and “Acquainted with the Night,” both of which show a preoccupation with the themes of isolation and depression. “Once by the Pacific,” about the destructive threat posed by the ocean, was inspired by a traumatic childhood experience in which Frost was accidentally left alone on a California beach as a storm approached the shore. The incident haunted Frost throughout his life, as did the fear of abandonment and complete isolation in the face of unspeakable danger. The poem “Acquainted with the Night” takes a more passive perspective on isolation by describing an individual’s struggle with depression.

The collection “A Witness Tree” was published after several unfortunate tragedies had occurred in Frost’s personal life: his daughter Marjorie died of complications from childbirth in 1934, his beloved wife died of heart failure in 1938, and his son Carol committed suicide in 1940. Despite these losses, Frost continued to work on his poetry and eventually fell in love with his secretary Kay Morrison, who became the primary inspiration of the love poems in “A Witness Tree.” This collection is the last of Frost’s books that demonstrates the seamless lyric quality of his earlier poems. This collection contains “The Gift Outright,” which describes the quest for an American identity through a connection to the land. This poem emphasizes the traditional New England view of property and identity (also explored in “Mending Wall”), and was recited at the presidential inauguration of John F. Kennedy in 1961.

The final collection that will be discussed in this ClassicNote is the 1943 work “Come In and Other Poems,” which contains the piece, “Choose Something Like a Star” (titled “Take Something Like a Star” in some works). This poem revisits Frost’s satirical side through its blended interpretation of science and religion and the human need for assurance from a higher power.

Each of these poems reveals a slightly different side of Robert Frost, just as the seven collections of poetry from different times in his life provide a glimpse into his development as an artist. Each poem should be read with the understanding that Frost instilled meaning into even the most basic aspects of a work, from the number of feet in a line to the specific sound of a syllable. As a result, the poems have endless possibilities in terms of meaning and interpretation and should be seen as an opportunity for the mind to revel in exploration.

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ghost house by robert frost summary

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I DWELL in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;

The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.

It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me– Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.

They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,– With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Robert Frost's poem Ghost House

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ghost house by robert frost summary

its my fav…so good…. i love the 3rd word very muihc\

ghost house by robert frost summary

i think i found out what the poem is actually talking about, in the first part he’s just talking about the old house thats has been forgotten, and then it goes on to the the grave yard, that has also been forgotten, and then he talks about the forgotten people lying inside the grave yard

ghost house by robert frost summary

I want to know what the poem means and find a site that has any information about the poem and thanks if you show me one because i really need one for my research paper, because i got a 50 on the rough draft and i need to get an A on the final to keep from failing the class, Honors English II

ghost house by robert frost summary

what significants does this poem have on robert frosts life???

ghost house by robert frost summary

I’m 14, and I’m using this poem as part of my essay on ghost stories. When I first read it, I didn’t quite understand it – I imagined it, but I didn’t understand what my thoughts meant. After reading it through a few times, it became clear to me that there are several possibilities, not just one particular one. My initial thought was that the persona’s a ghost, he’s full of sorrow from the loss of his life, his family, his home that has now been captured by nature. He’s sad that the house has been left derelict, no-one to care for it, but happy that he’s still the only occupant, apart from the two other ghosts, his family that also died. It’s very how Robert Frost has written this, I love the rhyming, the pattern of the lines and the stanzas. In a way, I wish it could be more clear, but then I like the mystery of it, it’s so intriguing.

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I don’t know why people like the ones who last commented even bother. Robert Frost was a great poet, and everyone stands to learn something from his works. So if your not serious why comment at all?

ghost house by robert frost summary

yo my homies lol i soo like agree with bill mcgee your my homie!! lol yeh these teachers these days mine goes nuts she took my cell phone away w/e rob frost is cool and so r his poems lol cya

ghost house by robert frost summary

yo dis was the best stuff i ever read u guys should never write anymore cause i h8 u now because my language arts teacher is making me and my class memorize ur longest poem that stinks plz dont do this to us kids and make us suffer!!!!

I think all of Robert Frost Poems are great. I’m doing a project on them with some of my friends and I can’t decide which on to pick but otherwise for that lady Samantha Kolar stop complaining people work long hours just to write these poems so you can see them so stop complaining about the grammer and suck it up would you like to spend all of your day writing poems for other people to see? I don’t think so and people can comment if they want to

ghost house by robert frost summary

i think that robert frost poems are great speacially this one because it scares and i like poems like that and i also think that robert hasa a way with rhyming

ghost house by robert frost summary

I hate you guys who cannot spell. It’s really bumming me out. You all have terrible grammar, too. Or maybe you’re all lazy? Anyway, I agree with Edgar Mujica. By “analyzing” it with phrases like, “I don’t understand the poem,” or “I read the poem and i believe it is very sad because of this poor ghost struggling in his deression and lonelyness.” Seriously, at least try to “analyze” it in a way that’s at least a little mature, or please don’t comment at all.

ghost house by robert frost summary

Sandburg is a true genius writing about a haunted house is awesome I actually got scared for a moment

ghost house by robert frost summary

i think that most people who have commented on the this poem are blind to its actual meaning, therefore, have come up with nonsense. To spoil a masterpiece is to steal from its gravity. That’s what you have done. Bastards!

ghost house by robert frost summary

I love this guy! He is so good at making me visualize the poem!……Peace out

ghost house by robert frost summary

i wish people didnt leave comments like “what the hell is he talking about” cause i really would hate to help the person that said this. I would rather help someone who says, “i think _____, what do u guys think?”………………but nyways… the poem is about Frost’s lonliness after his wife and daughter die along with his parents. He writes alot of poems about being alone like “aquainted with the night.” He had a lonely life. Go figue.

ghost house by robert frost summary

I think that this poem is very good and it shows how this old hou8se how no one lives in is steal alive in away.

ghost house by robert frost summary

this is a very beautiful poem in the fact of forgotteness and he yet still wanders and lives there. he is the one that will look after his companions.

ghost house by robert frost summary

I don’t understand the poem.

ghost house by robert frost summary

I read the poem and i believe it is very sad because of this poor ghost struggling in his deression and lonelyness. I feel like hed be a ghost in real life because the way he feels really shows you that.

ghost house by robert frost summary

this poem is allright. is not that scary.

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Is he, in fact, dead? I just pictured him standing in a graveyard, sharing the place with these "mute folk," i.e. the buried and contemplating on their former love. In any case, your tone analysis is excellent; astute, detailed observations of the subtle shifts. Your tone identification of "melancholy contentment" and "delicate sadness" is perfect-- especially because those aren't words we would normally think to combine, and yet in this poem, that is so tangibly the tone Frost creates. I also loved your observation of the shift to an energized tone with the increase of verbs. I think my favorite line is that the path "healed"-- i.e. became overgrown. As in, there was a "scar" of the footpath, and in becoming overgrown, it's been healed. What a fantastic word choice-- how much just that one word conveys in a figurative sense! 10/10

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Unreal. You’re good. But, what do you believe? Is this a tomb of many? Is he walking around in an unmarked tomb? Or these ghost and memories of the past? Why are there bodies there?

Ghost House by Robert Frost

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I dwell in a lonely house I know That vanished many a summer ago, And left no trace but the cellar walls, And a cellar in which the daylight falls, And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O’er ruined fences the grape-vines shield The woods come back to the mowing field; The orchard tree has grown one copse Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops; The footpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart In that vanished abode there far apart On that disused and forgotten road That has no dust-bath now for the toad. Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;

The whippoorwill is coming to shout And hush and cluck and flutter about: I hear him begin far enough away Full many a time to say his say Before he arrives to say it out.

It is under the small, dim, summer star. I know not who these mute folk are Who share the unlit place with me– Those stones out under the low-limbed tree Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar.

They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,– With none among them that ever sings, And yet, in view of how many things, As sweet companions as might be had.

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    F It is under the small, dim, summer star. H I know not who these mute folk are H Who share the unlit place with me -- I Those stones out under the low-limbed tree I Doubtless bear names that the mosses mar. H They are tireless folk, but slow and sad, J Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad ,-- J With none among them that ever sings, K

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