Nothing Gold Can Stay by Robert Frost. 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.
Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” from The Poetry of Robert Frost, edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Source: Collected Poems, Prose, & Plays (Library of America, 1995) Biography Robert Frost holds a unique and almost isolated position in American letters. Continue reading this biography. Robert Frost Recites ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’ The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost. Fire and Ice by Robert Frost.