Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
1Whose woods these are I think I know.
2His house is in the village though;
3He will not see me stopping here
4To watch his woods fill up with snow.
5My little horse must think it queer
6To stop without a farmhouse near
7Between the woods and frozen lake
8The darkest evening of the year.
9He gives his harness bells a shake
10To ask if there is some mistake.
11The only other sound's the sweep
12Of easy wind and downy flake.
14But I have promises to keep,
15And miles to go before I sleep,
16And miles to go before I sleep.
13] Possibly indebted to Archibald Lampman's lines, "The stilly woods / Grow dark and deep" (from "Evening", lines 7-8; courtesy of Howard Leigh). Back to Line