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Featured Poem: Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Written by Francesca Dolan, 6th December 2021

Today's Featured Poem is brought to you by Rab Ferguson, from The Reader. Rab reads 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost, a poem that describes the wonder of a winter view.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening 

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.
By Robert Frost 

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