#17

Symbolism

The woods are a symbol, they are described as dark and lovely. It is peaceful and the speaker does not want to leave. He must pull himself away.

Symboism

Imagery

Some visual imagery's are "watch his woods fill up with snow", "frozen lake", and "easy wind and downy flake." It helps the reader immerse his or herself into the poem

Imagery

Figurative language

Figureative language

There is alliteration in the poem. "To watch his woods fill up with snow. The w sound repeats itself thee times. There is personification. "My little horse must think it queer" and "He gives his harnesses bells a shake to ask if there is a mistake. Horses and bells can't do human things. There is a hyperbole. "To watch his woods fill up with snow" That is an exaggeration. The last thing is repetition. The poem says "And miles to go before I sleep." This is repeated two times.

Theme and tone

The theme in the poem is you must concentrate on fuffiling your promises without being distracted by the pleasures of life. The tone switches. In one part you can tell the speaker has an intrest in nature. "The woods are lovely" and "to watch his woods fill up with snow." At the end of the poem, it is sad because the speaker wants to stay in the woods but he has to leave.

Short bio

Robert Frost wasborn on March 26, 1874, in San Francisco, California. He attended Harvard university for College but he had to trop two years later because of health problems. Robert Frost married Elinor White on December 19, 1895. Robert Fost had six children and five of them died before at an early age. Robert Frost wrote his first poem in 1894 and after that mad a lot more. On January 29, 1963, Robert Frost died to due complications from a surgery.

Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening

Poem

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 sound's the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The wods 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.