로버트 프로스트1 Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING 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 the woods and frozen lake The darkest evening of the year. He gives his harness bells a shake To ask if there is some mistake... 2006. 7. 6. 이전 1 다음