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[May. 9th, 2006|04:34 am]
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Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

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.

~Robert Frost
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[User Picture]From: _leafy
2006-05-09 02:08 pm (UTC)
This is one of my favourite poems.
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[User Picture]From: mysticskylily
2006-05-10 06:24 pm (UTC)
i like this poem...read it in my literature book in 9th or 10th grade i think....I also like "good fences make good neighbors"
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