“Wind goes from farm to farm in wave on wave,
But carries no cry of what is hoped to be.
There may be little or much beyond the grave,
But the strong are saying nothing until they see.”

— Robert Frost

"The Strong Are Saying Nothing
1930s

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American poet 1874–1963

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