NISHA NINETH ENGLISH

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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

• 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. KNOW/  THOUGH/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.  QUEER/NEAR /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. LAKE/SHAKE/MISTAKE/.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.
  

   SWEEP/DEEP/KEEP/SLEEP

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  Leisure by William Henry Davies

  What is this life/ if, /full of care, We have/ no time/ to stand /and stare. No time to stand/ beneath /the boughs And /stare/ as long as/ sheep or cows. No time to see,/ when/ woods we pass, Where /squirrels/ hide/ their nuts/ in grass. No time to see,/ in broad/ daylight, Streams/ full of stars,/ like/ skies at night. No time/ to turn/ at /Beauty's glance, And /watch /her feet,/ how they/ can dance. No time /to wait /till/ her mouth can Enrich/ that smile/ her eyes/ began. A poor life/ this/ if,/ full of care, We have /no time/ to stand /and stare. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx