Stopping by Woods On a Snowy Evening By Robert Frost (1874 - 1963) Stopping by Woods On a Snowy Evening Robert Frost Whose woods there are I think I know He gives his harness bells a shakeTo ask if there is some mistakeThe only other sound's the sweepOf easy wind and downy flake My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lak..