Poems by Robert Frost

meanwhile hi guys I will recite you three points by Robert Frost first of all is stopping by woods on a snowy evening 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 was taken we're to stop without a farmhouse near between the woods and fourthly the darkest evening of the here he gives it harness bells a shake to us if there is some 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 miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep the second one is called fire and ice some say the world will end in fire some say Knights from what I've tasted of desire I hold with those who favor fire but if it had to perish twice I think I know enough of eight to say that for Destruction ice is also great and would suffice now for the last one the road not taken' two roads diverged in a yellow wood and sorry I could not travel both and be one traveler long I stood and looked down one as far as I could to where it bent in the undergrowth then took the other just as fair and having perhaps the better claim because it was grassy and wanted wear though as for that the passing there had worn them really about the same and both that morning equally lay in leaves no step had trodden black oh I kept the first for another day yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back I shall be telling this with a sigh somewhere ages and ages hence two roads diverged in a wood and I I took the one less traveled by and that has made all the difference

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