"Stopping by Woods of a Snowy Evening"

[Sanguina Cruenta]

By Robert Frost.

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 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.



I am a big fan of iambic, but a bigger fan of this marvellous rhyming scheme he used. What does everyone feel?  

[Corabella]

I think this rhyming scheme is what helps do it for me with this. Somehow it gives the poem the right touch that sort of sets the scene for me, and I don't know why. I guess because most rhyming schemes just sound cheesy to me, and make things sound like nursery rhymes, but the way he rhymes in this makes the mood that much better.