Mending Wall by Tara Johnson

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Mending Wall

Published on Nov 21, 2015

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MENDING WALL BY ROBERT FROST

BY: BETHANY, TARA, KEELEY

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OH, JUST ANOTHER KIND OF OUT-DOOR GAME, ONE ON A SIDE.

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And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.He only says, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

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Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:

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“Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.

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Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.

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Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself.

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I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.

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He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.

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He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

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Mending Wall

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MENDING WALL BY ROBERT FROST

OH, JUST ANOTHER KIND OF OUT-DOOR GAME, ONE ON A SIDE.

IT COMES TO LITTLE MORE: THERE WHERE IT IS WE DO NOT NEED THE WALL:

HE IS ALL PINE AND I AM APPLE ORCHARD.

MY APPLE TREES WILL NEVER GET ACROSS ​​​

And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.He only says, “Good fences make good neighbors.”

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder If I could put a notion in his head:

“Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it Where there are cows? But here there are no cows.

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know What I was walling in or walling out, And to whom I was like to give offense.

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him, But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather He said it for himself.

I see him there Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.

He moves in darkness as it seems to me,Not of woods only and the shade of trees.

He will not go behind his father's saying, And he likes having thought of it so well He says again, “Good fences make good neighbors.”​

Tara Johnson

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MY APPLE TREES WILL NEVER GET ACROSS

Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:

Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offense.

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.” I could say “Elves” to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself.

I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.

He moves in darkness as it seems to me,
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.

He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, “Good fences make good neighbors.”