The narrator and poet, Robert Frost, has had a rough day and regrets his actions while waking by a hemlock tree.
Csúszik: 3
Where did that speck of snow fall on me from!? Oh, I see. That crow must have shaken the branch.
Suddenly, the movement of a crow sitting on the tree shakes it and some snow falls on him.The way a crow shook down on meThe dust of snow from a Hemlock tree
Csúszik: 4
This already makes me feel so much better!
The snow falling on him instantaneously gives him happiness and turns his mood from dismal and gloomy to something brighter.Has given my heartA change of mood
Csúszik: 5
Hey! Not all of it is lost! I still have a part of my day left.
The rest of the poet's day is saved for the happiness derived earlier.And saved some partOf a day I had rued.
Csúszik: 6
Small insignificant things can also be catalysts for change!
Even though a crow signifies death, and a hemlock tree is poisonous, they still caused something that made the poet happy, signifying how even an unlucky being or object can create happiness in one's soul.THE END!