"Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost

The poem Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening is in general viewed as a Frost's masterpiece. It is Frost's most famous poem and also perhaps Frost's most regularly taught poem. The speaker in the poem, probably the poet himself, is a traveller by horse on the darkest night of the year. He stops to gaze at a woods filling up with snow. While he is entranced by the beauty of the woods, he realises that he has duties and obligations and this realisation drags him away from the lure of enchantments of nature.

Stopping by woods on a snowy evening poem begins with the poet travelling through thick wilderness to reach his destination on the darkest evening of the year. The beautiful dark woods mesmerize the poet and he stops his carriage to look at the trees fill up with snow without worrying much about getting caught for this trespass as the owner lived far away in the village. His horse, bewildered by the absence of a farmhouse near; shakes his harness bells questioningly as if expressing his doubt regarding the poet’s choice of place to stop at. This pulls the poet from his trance and he takes his leave very shortly in spite of wanting dearly to revel a little more in the seductive charm of the woods. He realizes that rest and indulgence in nature’s beauty was something that he could not afford at that moment since he had long distances to cover that night.

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