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[at-l] Miles to go before I sleep ...
- Subject: [at-l] Miles to go before I sleep ...
- From: infpeace at gmail.com (Nina)
- Date: Mon Mar 7 20:16:52 2005
Guess what? Today is the anniversary of the day that Robert Frost's
"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" was first published (3/7/23 in
the New Republic). I can't remember how many dozens of times the last
four lines of this poem came to mind when I was on my thru-hike ...
"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.
--Robert Frost
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