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Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening

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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 soundโ€™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.

    Written by the most popular poet Robert frost

    Interesting facts about the poem--

    This poem features a traveler who stands still and admires the beauty of snow in the woods; it is as if he is watching a snowfall and contemplating about the world around him. Frost claimed to have written the poem in one sitting. And although this is likely to be untrue, it would have been sincerely impressive because the poem was very well crafted