作者fic (幽微的旅者)
看板T108
标题robert forst's poet
时间Thu Mar 4 19:47:37 2004
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not se 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 is some mistake.
The only other sounds 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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一个巧合
剧创一时赖老师曾让我们读过的诗
印象深刻
然而又因Borges和它重逢
非常美丽
这里有朗诵版
应该是Robert Forst原声演绎
http://neuro.ohbi.net/english_poem/stopping_by_woods_on_a_snowy_evening_frost.
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请自己连结这两行
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