“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with the grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”
Reluctance
“Ah, when to the heart of man
Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
To yield with the grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
Of a love or a season?”
By: Robert Frost (Reluctance)
Labels:
Reluctance,
Robert Frost,
Yielding
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