Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Robert Frost (1874-1963) Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will
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Read MoreRobert Frost (1874-1963) The way a crowShook down on meThe dust of snowFrom a hemlock tree Has given my heartA
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