POETS WITH A DECIDED LACK OF REGARD FOR PROPERTY RIGHTS

  1. Robert Frost
    Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow.
  2. William Carlos Williams
    Forgive me they were delicious so sweet and so cold
  3. Robert Frost
    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, That wants it down.