(Robert Frost)
Once a poet riding on a horse passes through the forest, where the snow was gently falling and covering it. He stops to enjoy natural beauty of the forest. The poet says that he knows forest’s owner who lives in a village.
He could not see him stopping there. His horse would think it strange
to stop by woods because there was no farm house between forest and
lake. It was considered darkest evening of the year. The sound which he
could hear was of the blowing winds and falling flakes of snow. The
horse moved the bells of harness in order to confirm whether his master
has made any mistake. The scene of forest was very charming but poet
remembered his promise which he has to fulfil. He has yet to travel a long distance before he may go to bed.
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