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Robert Frost (1874–1963).  A Boy’s Will.  1915.
 
28. Now Close the Windows
 
 
NOW close the windows and hush all the fields;
  If the trees must, let them silently toss;
No bird is singing now, and if there is,
  Be it my loss.
 
It will be long ere the marshes resume,        5
  It will be long ere the earliest bird:
So close the windows and not hear the wind,
  But see all wind-stirred.
 

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