Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost
1874 to 1963
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His house is in the village though;
The only other sound's the sweep
To stop without a farmhouse near
The darkest evening of the year.
Of easy wind and downy flake.
Whose woods these are I think I know.
But I have promises to keep,
My little horse must think it queer
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
And miles to go before I sleep.
And miles to go before I sleep,
To ask if there is some mistake.
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
He will not see me stopping here
He gives his harness bells a shake
Between the woods and frozen lake