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Complete Text. 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 5. 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.
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening. By Robert Frost. Share. 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.
Dec 5, 2019 · ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ is easy enough to summarise. Frost passes some woods one evening during winter, and tells us that he thinks a man who owns the woods lives in the village some distance away.
