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."
"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."
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.