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Robert frost 001

  1. 1. STOPPING BY WOODS ON SNOWY EVENING ROBERT FROST
  2. 2. <ul><li>Author Biography </li></ul><ul><li>Poem Text </li></ul><ul><li>Poem Summary </li></ul><ul><li>Style </li></ul>
  3. 4. Meet Robert Frost <ul><li>Born in San Francisco in 1874 </li></ul><ul><li>Moved to New England at the age of eleven and became interested in reading and writing poetry during his high school years in Lawrence, Massachusetts. </li></ul><ul><li>Enrolled at Dartmouth College in 1892, and later at Harvard, but never earned a formal degree. </li></ul><ul><li>Frost drifted through a string of occupations after leaving school, working as a teacher, cobbler, and editor of the Lawrence Sentinel . </li></ul><ul><li>His first professional poem, &quot;My Butterfly,&quot; was published on November 8, 1894, in the New York newspaper The Independent . </li></ul>
  4. 5. <ul><li>In 1895, Frost married Elinor Miriam White, who became a major inspiration in his poetry until her death in 1938. </li></ul><ul><li>The couple moved to England in 1912. By the time Frost returned to the United States in 1915, he had published two full-length collections, A Boy's Will and North of Boston , and his reputation was established. </li></ul><ul><li>By the nineteen-twenties, he was the most celebrated poet in America, and with each new book—including New Hampshire (1923), A Further Range (1936), Steeple Bush (1947), and In the Clearing (1962)—his fame and honors (including four Pulitzer Prizes) increased. </li></ul>
  5. 6. STOPPING BY WOODS ON SNOWY EVENING <ul><li>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 . </li></ul>
  6. 7. <ul><li>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 . </li></ul>
  7. 8. <ul><li>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 . </li></ul>
  8. 9. <ul><li>These woods are lovely dark and deep </li></ul><ul><li>But I have promises to keep </li></ul><ul><li>And miles to go before I sleep </li></ul><ul><li>And miles to go before I sleep </li></ul>
  9. 10. STYLE <ul><li>Rhythm in meter: Iambic tetrameter </li></ul><ul><li>Rhyme scheme: </li></ul>

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