Published Dec 9, 2006
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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.
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