oward heaven (the top or ultimate of his desire, be it love or something else) till the tree (or the world) could bear not more, But dipped its tip and set me down again." He is possibly stating that no matter what in life you go after, use the world as a tree that you can climb to the top, but realize that at a certain point, the world will no longer be able to support you and you will have to move on to something else. Frost ends his poem stating his satisfaction with overcoming loneliness and love and benefiting from the desire to achieve by writing, "One could do worse than be a swinger of birches...
