RLS Robert Loius Stevenson
The Road Less Travelled
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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's 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's 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.
2007-01-10 08:47:40
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answer #1
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answered by Elwanda B 3
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I don't know, but if you like poems... heres a website you might like... it has somewhat of a variety.. umm, on Leigh's page there is some cursing i think thats the only one though
2007-01-10 06:58:42
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answer #2
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answered by Dove 3
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poem is poem, its a state of mind. it represent the human nature. whichever suits to your mental condition, is the best of all. poem provide vision use it, enjoy it but never compare it.
2007-01-10 06:38:24
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answer #3
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answered by Karan b 1
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Have you read the book Songs of Solomon??
If you're looking for a love story that's the one.
2007-01-10 06:16:49
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answer #4
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answered by gone from here too 4
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Dylan Thomas: "Do not go gentle into that goodnight"
2007-01-10 06:22:08
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answer #5
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answered by susuze2000 5
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my husband before we were married.
2007-01-10 06:15:57
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answer #6
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answered by Sassy 3
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