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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 sounds 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 In Robert Frosts Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening a traveler discovers a world of perfect quiet and solitude in the woods one snowy evening But existing alongside this world is also another world of noise people and social obligations The poem is a symphony in balance of finite and infinite worlds In addition the entire pattern set out in flawless quatrains and iambic tetrameter is hypnotic pulling the reader along into its drowsy wake Permeating the overall lyric is the sense of a struggle to regain poise and to balance opposites In the same way the rhyme imagery and rhythm are interlaced throughout the lyric leads to glimpses of the richness and lyrical nuances linking the world in the woods to the real world outside The opening two lines in the first stanza deceptive in their simplicity hold a wealth of information Whose woods these are I think I knowHis house in the village though There is an immediate contrast between the owner of the woods who lives in the village and is being portrayed as existing in the materialistic world and the traveler who is trespassing in the woods and seemingly is on a more spiritual journey To watch his woods fill up with snow Obviously spellbound by this image
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