Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
by Robert Frost
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village, though;
He will not se 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.
--
一個巧合
劇創一時賴老師曾讓我們讀過的詩
印象深刻
然而又因Borges和它重逢
非常美麗
這裡有朗誦版
應該是Robert Forst原聲演繹
http://neuro.ohbi.net/english_poem/stopping_by_woods_on_a_snowy_evening_frost.
php
請自己連結這兩行
--
※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc)
◆ From: 218.174.171.232