Stopping by Woods

By Robert Frost

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.

"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."

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"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."

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"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."

Video:

Ms. Nichols this is the video I have uploaded of me reading the poem by Robert Frost to my YouTube account: http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?feature=youtube_gdata_player&v=SLKFzFdYn2s&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DSLKFzFdYn2s%26feature%3Dyoutube_gdata_player


It will only work on the computer, if there are any issues with getting the video to work please contact me and I will help, thanks Carl.