Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost

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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.

Here is the poem read by the author.

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~ by lolarusa on December 24, 2008.

2 Responses to “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost”

  1. Good choice for a Christmas Eve entry! That’s neat to hear Robert Frost reading his own poem, too.

  2. Definitely a favorite poem. And really nice to see the photo of Frost as a young man.

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