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And miles to go before I sleep
the sweep Of easy wind
My little horse
must think it queer
and downy flake
To stop without
a farmhouse near
And miles to go before I sleep
The woods are lovely
Between the woods
and frozen lake
dark and deep
The darkest evening
of the year
