[253]. "The Wild Woods."
Allan Cunningham's in Scotland, and these—Mr. Robert Frost's—in Vermont U.S.A.:
Whose Woods these are I think I know,
His house is in the village though
He will not see my 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.