| Robert Frost (1874–1963). A Boy’s Will. 1915. |
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| 21. Revelation |
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| WE make ourselves a place apart | |
| Behind light words that tease and flout, | |
| But oh, the agitated heart | |
| Till someone find us really out. | |
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| ’Tis pity if the case require | 5 |
| (Or so we say) that in the end | |
| We speak the literal to inspire | |
| The understanding of a friend. | |
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| But so with all, from babes that play | |
| At hide-and-seek to God afar, | 10 |
| So all who hide too well away | |
| Must speak and tell us where they are. | |
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