[00:17.578]Whose woods these are I think I know
[00:23.376]His house is in the village，though
[00:29.402]He will not see me stopping here
[00:35.419]To watch his woods fill up with snow
[00:58.768]My little horse must think it queer
[01:04.785]To stop without a farmhouse near
[01:10.817]Between the woods and frozen lake
[01:17.095]The darkest evening of the year
[01:50.481]He gives his harness bells a shake
[01:55.755]To ask if there is some mistake
[02:01.518]The only other sound's the sweep
[02:07.805]Of easy wind and downy flake
[02:35.924]The woods are lovely, dark and deep
[02:46.963]But I have promises to keep
[02:58.271]And miles to go before I sleep
[03:13.839]And miles to go before I sleep