At Bank of the Small Forest Stand（1/2）
Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I thk I know.
His hoe isthe vilge though;
He will not seespg here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse t thk it queer
To s without a farhoe near
Beeen the woods and frozen ke
The darkest eveng of the year.
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