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눈 오는 저녁 숲가에 서서 - 로버트 프로스트

* Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening ㅡ 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 m..