Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

 

 

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost

 

Stopping By Woods on A Snowy Evening

by 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.

 My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

 He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

 The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

 

http://www.seelotus.com/gojeon/oe-kuk/poetry/nun-nae-li-eun-bam.htm

 

Here is the poem read by the author, Robert Frost.

https://chawedrosin.wordpress.com/2008/12/24/stopping-by-woods-on-a-snowy-evening-by-robert-frost/

 

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