Our weary traveler rests in front of Robert Frost’s house atop the stone wall that ispired him to pen The Mending Wall. Robert Frost, that is, not Barney.
… Before I built a wall I’d ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn’t love a wall …
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