Ah, Frost’s Reluctance! Though I’ve never learned it by heart, it has long been a favourite, especially that last stanza, which I memorized without effort on the first reading.
Whether “wither/whither” is identity, strictly speaking, might be debated by those who pronounce “whither” as hwither. But next time I want to use a word like “flower” as a monosyllable and I’m told it’s two, I shall certainly refer the critter to Frost’s “The flowers of the witch hazel wither”!
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