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Original poem reprinted online here: "Unharvested" by Robert Frost Originally read: October 5, 2013 More information about the Poet: Robert Frost An Elizabethan sonnet separated out with a ten line stanza and then a quatrain.  However, the first stanza could be separated out by two quatrains.      A scent of ripeness from over a wall      And come to leave the routine road      And look for what had made me stall,      There sure enough was an apple tree. Cause and effect.  The speaker here is on a "routine road"  and then stops with the smell of "ripeness"  -- presumably apples or something more.  What this stanza does is focus the poem to what the scent means to the speaker.      That had eased itself of its summer load,      And of all but its trivial foliage free      Now breathed as light as a lady's fan      For there had been an apple fa...