"Stopping By The Woods On A Snowy Evening"

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By Robert Frost
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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 A 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.💙