Robert Frost

Here you will find the Poem For once, then Something of poet Robert Frost

For once, then Something

Others taught me with having knelt at well-curbs 
 Always wrong to the light, so never seeing
 Deeper down in the well than where the water
 Gives me back in a shining surface picture
 Me myself in the summer heaven godlike
 Looking out of a wreath of fern and cloud puffs.
 Once, when trying with chin against a well-curb,
 I discerned, as I thought, beyond the picture,
 Through the picture, a something white, uncertain,
 Something more of the depths--and then I lost it.
 Water came to rebuke the too clear water.
 One drop fell from a fern, and lo, a ripple
 Shook whatever it was lay there at bottom,
 Blurred it, blotted it out. What was that whiteness?

 Truth? A pebble of quartz? For once, then, something.