The figure a poem makes. It begins in delight and ends in wisdom... in a clarification of life - not necessarily a great clarification, such as sects and cults are founded on, but in a momentary stay against confusion.
Robert FrostI end not far from my going forth By picking the faded blue Of the last remaining aster flower To carry again to you.
Robert FrostThe best way for a person to have happy thoughts is to count his blessings and not his cash. Happiness makes up in height for what it lacks in length.
Robert Frost