{"id":316,"date":"2014-02-07T00:00:34","date_gmt":"2014-02-07T00:00:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/mission-and-identity\/?p=316"},"modified":"2019-09-18T16:51:24","modified_gmt":"2019-09-18T20:51:24","slug":"feb-7-robert-frost-stopping-by-woods","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.udmercy.edu\/poetry\/2014\/02\/07\/feb-7-robert-frost-stopping-by-woods\/","title":{"rendered":"Feb 7 Robert Frost – Stopping by Woods"},"content":{"rendered":"

Friday, February 7 — Snow, \u00a0 Beauty, \u00a0Promises, \u00a0fatigue.<\/p>\n

This winter’s snow is acting like winter: \u00a0demanding & labor-intense, wearisome. . \u00a0As a help to transcending plodding through these days, here is an offering from \u00a0Robert Frost (1874-1963), \u00a0one of the great U.S. \u00a0poets of the 20th century. \u00a0 “Stopping by Woods” is one of his understated classics, exploring the tension \u00a0 between stillness and beauty vs commitments and weariness.<\/p>\n

Have a good weekend.<\/p>\n

john st sj<\/p>\n

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening<\/strong>
\nBY\u00a0ROBERT FROST
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\nWhose woods these are I think I know.
\nHis house is in the village though;
\nHe will not see me stopping here
\nTo watch his woods fill up with snow.<\/p>\n

My little horse must think it queer
\nTo stop without a farmhouse near
\nBetween the woods and frozen lake
\nThe darkest evening of the year.<\/p>\n

He gives his harness bells a shake
\nTo ask if there is some mistake.
\nThe only other sound\u2019s the sweep
\nOf easy wind and downy flake.<\/p>\n

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
\nBut I have promises to keep,
\nAnd miles to go before I sleep,
\nAnd miles to go before I sleep.<\/p>\n

Robert Frost, \u201cStopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening\u201d from\u00a0The Poetry of Robert Frost,<\/em>\u00a0edited by Edward Connery Lathem. Copyright 1923, \u00a9 1969 by Henry Holt and Company, Inc., renewed 1951, by Robert Frost. Reprinted with the permission of Henry Holt and Company, LLC.<\/p>\n

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