Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

The poem composed by Robert Frost in 1922 was published in his New Hampshire volume on 7th March 1923. Each verse follows an ‘a-a-b-a’ rhyme scheme except for the last verse. It is one of my favourite poems. For me, this poem very beautifully describes the struggles of a busy man wanting to stop to admire the beauties of nature and just rest. Nothing has changed since 1922, we all still rush about our lives hardly having any time to rest or just be!

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy evening, by Robert Frost:

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.

 

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One thought on “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

  1. I remember studying this in college. It immediately captured my attention and has become one of my favourite poems. The last verse speaks volumes to me of the responsibilities I need to see through even if I wish otherwise.

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