From: ghost_of_morphy@poorconfusedstewie.com
Geez, you've got to be kidding me. That one is in nearly EVERY poetry
anthology.
When you are ready to graduate from grade school poetry to the real thing,
give William Blake a try.
"Nadacomin" wrote in message
news:20031221205653.11235.00001277@mb-m11.aol.com...
> >Subject: Re: OT: Robert Frost poem
>
> >From: mywingsofanangel@aol.com (MyWingsofanangel)
> >Newsgroups: alt.prisons
>
> >Date: 22 Dec 2003 01:20:10 GMT
>
> MAX writes:
>
> >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
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >
> >Search for MAX'S roots at
> >
> >http://wingsofanangel.nstemp.com
> >
> >or
> >
> >www.intergate.com/~dnarsh
> >
>
> Thanks for replying. I have a book of Frost's poems, but, I don't think
this
> one is in there, surprisingly.
>
>
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