I Could Give All to Time

August 22, 2006

in From PlainJaneMom.com

A post at Oh, The Joys today got me to thinking about my wedding. Mr. Plain and I were pretty pulled-together during the ceremony except for one moment. My Dad read the below poem that we had picked out, and we both got teary-eyed.

I Could Give All to Time

To Time it never seems that he is brave

To set himself against the peaks of snow

To lay them level with the running wave,

Nor is he overjoyed when they lie low,

But only grave, contemplative and grave.

What now is inland shall be ocean isle,

Then eddies playing round a sunken reef

Like the curl at the corner of a smile;

And I could share Time’s lack of joy or grief

At such a planetary change of style.

I could give all to Time except – except

What I myself have held. But why declare

The things forbidden that while the Customs slept

I have crossed to Safety with? For I am There,

And what I would not part with I have kept.

- Robert Frost

The last line is what got us both. It was a moment I’ll always remember. That was the part of our wedding day that was just for he and I alone. What a wonderful memory!

We found this poem because the last part is the first thing you read in Wallace Stegner’s “Crossing to Safety.” This amazing book is one of my all-time favorites and I read it again every year or so. Are you looking for something great to read? Check it out.

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Oh, The Joys August 22, 2006 at 6:15 pm

Crossing to Safety is a great book – and that is a great photo!!

(and thanks for the linky love!)

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Scott September 4, 2006 at 7:31 am

What a wonderful memory. What an amazing poem.

Last line of first stanza:

But only grave, contemplative and grave.

absolutely tingly and chilling.

Thanks for sharing.

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Jensmith March 6, 2011 at 12:33 am

Hi, you don’t know me (sorry) but I came across your blog b/c I was looking for this poem to frame and hang on my wall. “Crossing to Safety” is my favorite book of all time, and I read it every year, too. This poem captures the nostalgic feel of the entire story, don’t you think. I’m a huge Stegner fan. Many people I’ve recommended this book to don’t get it. (They say, “What’s it about?” Duh–only everything.) So I’m always thrilled to find a fellow loyalist. What a perfect idea to read this at your wedding–that must have been beautiful. I’m going to hang the quote in a frame among all my family pictures. It will probably make me cry every time I walk by, but oh well. Thanks for posting this!

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erikajurney March 6, 2011 at 1:40 am

What a great idea to frame it :)

And this post is so old that I had completely forgotten writing it – thanks for reminding me!

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