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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost

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 queer    To stop without a farmhouse near    Between …

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