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Comment 19 of 49, added on May 18th, 2007 at 1:49 AM.
This poem from Robert Frost is about humans and Minerva “the stars” and
goddess of wisdom.
How countlessly they congregate – There are so many gathered that it’s
impossible to count them. Means they are present.
O'er our tumultuous snow - Tumultuous means noisy and disorderly so he’s
probably just talking about the humans on earth in general and how chaotic
and disorderly they are. O’er means over, Minerva is over us.
Keenness for our fate - Meaning grief for our fate.
Our faltering few steps on - Faltering is to be unsteady in purpose due to
lack of courage or will so It means that humans hesitate and are do
And yet with neither love nor hate - Minerva “the stars” doesn’t help us to
stay alive or anything, but he has never shown hate either, she is
Minerva's snow-white marble eyes – Minerva is the goddess of wisdom, she
judges what is right and what has to happen.
Without the gift of sight – She can’t see us to help us
Gee from Canada
Comment 18 of 49, added on February 26th, 2007 at 7:47 PM.
makes no sense
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Comment 17 of 49, added on February 15th, 2007 at 11:54 AM.
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Comment 16 of 49, added on February 9th, 2007 at 12:56 PM.
i think we should all direct our focus to what really matters...Jake and
hannah accioning! thats right you know what im talking about and you know
why its vital..so yea who wants arbys.
Roberto accion! from Italy
Comment 15 of 49, added on February 8th, 2007 at 4:29 PM.
Jeepers! You guys are all thinking too deeply. Its just talking about the
stars! frost is a pascal poet. he talks about the country side, nature,
countlessly they congregate- just look at the stars. There are too many to
count and they are all clustered there, They congregate together.
O'er the tumultuous snow-hes again describing them how theyre noisy and
disorderly. Theyre not arrnged in some type of pattern. DISORDERLY.
u can find shapes in them, some as tall as trees. Theyre invisible to us at
dawn. they dont love or hate. they are as white as miinervas eyes.(ivory)
and they of course cannot see!
Comment 14 of 49, added on February 8th, 2007 at 12:46 PM.
i love it...mcdonalds! no i mean the poem stars by roberto froste
Thor sharpe axe from Italy
Comment 13 of 49, added on February 8th, 2007 at 12:02 PM.
i love the poem it is very exotic just like me, i like to dance in the
meadow of daisies with my doggie berto he is my hero, i like long walks on
the beach and i like listening to classical yoga music, i have my own
abu mohammad DECKER from Czech Republic
Comment 12 of 49, added on February 8th, 2007 at 11:48 AM.
this poem is about love not hate and about the snow and the stars
combined...you are all wrong about what it is about!
AMERICA!i live in america not canada from Australia
Comment 11 of 49, added on April 18th, 2006 at 9:47 PM.
stars help guide us through this chaotic life. they assure us of a place of
peace (with God).
from United States
Comment 10 of 49, added on April 18th, 2006 at 9:21 PM.
Dude! Lynn is a smart one! Thank you Lynn! I totally get this poem now!
from United States
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