Robert Frost

(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963 / San Francisco)

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening - Poem 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
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Comments about Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

  • Rookie - 498 Points Joe Breunig (5/6/2006 11:01:00 PM)

    As a young school boy, this is the first poem I read in grammar school; had to memorize part of it for an english class. Being from New England (Maine) , I can easily relate to the wintry imagery. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie William D (3/30/2005 9:17:00 AM)

    The epitome of a perfect poem. Frost was truly summoning some divine inspiration here. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Bob Smith (2/19/2005 9:50:00 AM)

    i love this poem it is my absoulute favorite poem of all time (Report) Reply










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