Sunday, 9 May 2010

Robert Browning.



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.

4 comments:

  1. This is well gonna be in Kie's wankbank.

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  2. It's a lovely poem.

    I think there's a deliberate ambiguity between literally wanting to go to the woods but having promises to keep and a possible death-metaphor. Miles to go before I sleep.

    Could be wrong. But either way, very soothing as a stanza. I imagine the voice of a comforting old man like morgan freeman saying it. :)

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  3. I'm not even gonna pretend I don't love this.

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  4. Just an fyi i think that was robert frost.

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