THE GUM-GATHERER
There overtook me and drew me in
To his down-hill, early-morning stride,
And set me five miles on my road
Better than if he had had me ride,
A man with a bag for load
And half the bag wound round his hand.
There overtook me and drew me in
To his down-hill, early-morning stride,
And set me five miles on my road
Better than if he had had me ride,
A man with a bag for load
And half the bag wound round his hand.
Robert Frost - A Mountain Interval