Exploring Robert Frost's 'Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening'
Discover the profound beauty and contemplative essence of Robert Frost's iconic poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." Uncover the poet's deep connection to nature, reflections on life's promises, and the enduring impact of his work on figures like Nehru. Delve into the evocative stanzas that have captivated readers for generations.
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ROBERT FROST: STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING UG-CORE-8 UNIT-2 (II) DR. ABHISEK UPADHYAY ASST PROFESSOR DEPARTMENT OF ENGLISH BJB AUTONOMOUS COLLEGE, BHUBANESWAR
And I have miles to go before I sleep And I have miles to go before I sleep Nehru drew inspiration from this poem He copied the last stanza of the poem by hand and always kept it nearby
THE POET: ROBERT FROST (1874-1963) One of the most popular and critically acclaimed American Poets. He is highly regarded for his realistic depictions of rural life. He had a great command of American colloquial speech. His poetry reveals a keen interest in the varying beauties of nature He wrote about the small but deeply meaningful joys and sorrows of ordinary men and women.
Stanza-I 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.
Stanza-II 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.
Stanza-III He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake. The only other sound's the sweep Of easy wind and downy flake.
Stanza-IV 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.
