“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost

The poem “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost, a well-known American poet, was published in 1923 in the book New Hampshire.



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 sounds 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.

Stopping By Woods.....by Robert Frost -