Snowy Woods by Robert Frost, design by Elaine Taylor-Wilde

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house in in the village though;

To

watch his woods fll up with snow

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a near

BETWEEN the woods and frozen lake

dark dark dark dark dark dark

dark

the darkest evening of the year

dark dark dark dark

dark

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He gives his harness bells a shake shake shake shake shake

To ask if there is some mistake mistake?

T h e o nl y other sound’s the s w e e p

Of easy wind and down flake

The woods are lovely, dark and deep

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

byrobertfrost