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Tribute to Robert Frost for such a beautiful ever green poem. To me, the poem beautifully depicts the conflict, atleast before making the choice, in the mind on what choice it needs to make  - bask in the beauty or work on the promises to keep.Thanks to accd.edu for the image of Robert Frost and about.quotations.com for the online version of the poem.

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's some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

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