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The Fear Robert Frost	  

A lantern light from deeper in the barn Shone on a man and woman in the door And threw their lurching shadows on a house Near by, all dark in every glossy window. A horses hoof pawed once the hollow floor, And the back of the gig they stood beside Moved in a little. The man grasped a wheel, The woman spoke out sharply,Whoa, stand still! I saw it just as plain as a white plate, She said, as the light on the dashboard ran Along the bushes at the roadsidea mans face. You must have seen it too.	                                                                           

I didnt see it.	  

Are you sure	  

"Yes, I'm sure!"	  

"it was a face?"	     

"Joel, I'll have to look. I can't go in, I can't, and leave a thing like that unsettled. Doors locked and curtains drawn will make no difference. I always have felt strange when we came home To the dark house after so long an absence, And the key rattled loudly into place Seemed to warn someone to be getting out At one door as we entered at another. What if I'm right, and someone all the time" Don't hold my arm!"	                                                                  -     

"I say it's someone passing."	    

"You speak as if this were a travelled road. You forget where we are. What is beyond That he'd be going to or coming from At such an hour of night, and on foot too. What was he standing still for in the bushes?"	                                