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发帖数: 6052 | 1 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. Copyright 1923 | x*****i
发帖数: 1329 | 2 我也很喜欢Robert Frost的诗，仿佛是从心中自然流至笔尖， 简单静谧禅意悠悠。。。
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: 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.
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发帖数: 1375 | 3 one of my favorites
【在 m*******u 的大作中提到】
: 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.
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