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After Apple – Picking by Robert Frost
Lesson –9
After Apple –Picking
– Robert Frost
Poetry –
My long two – pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree
Toward heaven still ,
And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill
Beside it , and there may be two or three
Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough ( शाखा )
But I am done with apple – picking now.
Essence of winter sleep is on the night,
The scent of apple : I am drowsing off ( उघना )
I cannot rub the strangeness from my sight
I got from looking through a pane of glass. ( काँच का टुकड़ा )
I skimmed this morning from the drinking trough
And held against the world of hoary grass.
It melted , and I let it fall and break.
But I was well
Upon my way to sleep before it fell,
And I could tell
What form my dreaming was about to take .
Magnified apples appear and disappear,
Stem end and blossom end,
And every fleck of russet showing clear.
My instep arch not only keeps the ache,
It keeps the pressure of a ladder-round.
I feel the ladder sway as the boughs bend.
And I keep hearing from the cellar bin
The rumbling sound
9. After Apple – Picking by Robert Frost
Of load on load of apples coming in .
For I have had too much
Of apple –picking: I am overtired
Of the great harvest I myself desired.
There were ten thousand thousand fruit to touch,
Cherish in hand , lift down,and not let fall.
For all
That struck the earth,
No matter if not bruised or spiked with stubble,
Went surely to the cider –apple heap
As of no worth.
One can see what will trouble
This sleep of mine, whatever sleep it is,
Were he not gone,
This woodchuck could say whether it’s like his
Long sleep, as I describe its coming on ,
Or just some human sleep.
After Apple – Picking by Robert Frost
After Apple – Picking by Robert Frost