"Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost

The last two lines appear to be the same, but do they mean the same thing?

Terse Verse:
Rode a horse, then told him whoa,
took a gander at some trees,
gazed upon a lot of snow,
left before my ass could freeze.
..... Rachel Lindley

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• dark
• deep
• Robert
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• poem

[Dea9gari]

well, you should speak a bit slowlier I think. ...

but nice voice!

[SpokenVerse]

If a poem is read more slowly than normal reading speed then it loses structure: the rhymes and metre don't work.

If you're trying to learn it for school, use the pause button.

[deirnoel]

It should begin, "Whose woods these are...," not "Whose woods are these."

[SpokenVerse]

You're right and the version I copied is wrong. But it's a common mondegreen, as in:

"Whose woods are these I think I know

His house is in the village though

He will not see me stopping here

To sign my name in yellow snow."

[Ahavati1]

"The last two lines appear to be the same, but do they mean the same thing?"

No; one is literal and the other eternal.

[vEP1CK1LL3Rv1]

Well, I think that this poem is about suicide, but then when he says I have miles b4 I sleep he's meaning... I have a long life ahead if me, why end it now?

[archie977]

and miles to go befor i sleep i think i understand this poem but i know nothing

[musicloversingable]

A lovely poem beautifully read

[MABBAS433]

WISH I HAD A VOICE LIKE THIS 

[katucy123]

When the guy started talking, I literally jumped XD Lol. But, this is a wonderful poem. Love it.

[WalrusDoctor]

Seriously, though. I really enjoyed the impressions you made. I can see myself in a darkened wood covered with snow, stopping silent and watching the snow drift onto the trees. I feel almost like I've done such a thing before. But the feelings invoked are so strong, my idea might be artificial. When he repeats the last line twice I think he means there's somewhere else he'd rather be, but I don't know enough about Frost to say for sure.

[coolkayaker1]

I awoke this morning, near Illinois corn and drank in this poem, written by a poet from my Massachusetts, and read so eloquently by Spokenverse.

Truly authentic to the scribe himself,

who reads the verse, just so, himself,

no one else, on a youtube video that stands by itself.

And still as a blackbird, roosting on a post,

I listened to SpokenVerse read it clearly, utmost.

[boxertest]

Heard this first when I was a kid in high school and now fully grown its still good.

[thenbtshowtv]

hello i been reading this for 10 hours. I am tired and i need help to find a thesis to the road not taken and stopping by the woods on a snowy evening. i cant find a good thesis about setting ( time and place). thanks

[demoniosolitario]

Beyond a grammatical interpretation, this poem is simply about enjoying life through our eyes and a subtle reminder that we shouldn't care what the rest of the world thinks... As far as we are happy. Sometimes. we forget to see the beauty of life like when we were just kids.