Robert Frost reads his poem Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening – From a rare 1958 film shot at Frost’s farmhouse in Vermont.
A perfect poem to listen to at the end of a snowy day in Massachusetts.
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost (1874-1963)
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.