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Sage recites Stopping by Woods On A Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

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Uploaded on Jan 5, 2010

Sage learned this Robert Frost poem on a wintry, snowy night a few weeks ago. We finally had a chance today to get a recording done.

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.

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