The Census-Taker Poet: Robert Frost Poem: 3. The Census-Taker Volume: New Hampshire Year: Published/Written in 1923 I came an errand one cloud-blowing evening To a slab-built, black-paper-covered house Of one room and one window and one door, The only dwelling in a waste cut over A hundred square miles round it in the mountains: And that not dwelt…
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