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.
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 sound’s 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.
*****
In June 2023 Indian Prime Minister Narendra Modi visited the United States, and President Joe Biden gave him an autographed first edition copy of the ‘Collected Poems of Robert Frost’. (Modi gave Biden a copy of the ‘Ten Principal Upanishads’ by Purohit Swami and William Butler Yeats – the latter being a poet that Biden frequently quotes.)
In India the gift of Frost’s work was recognised as a tribute to Jawaharlal Nehru, India’s first Prime Minister. Nehru, apart from being a founding father of Indian democracy, was a prodigious writer with a love of history, poetry and nature; in Himalayan vacations he went horseback riding and exploring woods. Frost’s poetry was a natural for him. Nehru had a particular fondness for ‘Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening’. Towards the end of his life he kept a copy of Frost’s poems by his bedside, with the last stanza of “Stopping by Woods” underlined:
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.
Photos: Jawaharlal Nehru’s study and bedroom, preserved as they were at the time of his death.
Form in Formless Times 
Robert Frost was arguably the last American poet who was popular with the reading public AND admired by critics. And one can easily see why. My favorite Frosties are:
Acquainted with the Night
To Earthward
Directive
The Most of It
Forgive, O Lord (one of my favorite heresies)
Mending Wall (perhaps the most misunderstood poem of all time, since Frost was not in favor of walls)
Stopping By Woods
The Road Not Taken
Out– Out–
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When I did English as one of my A Levels at school in England in the 1960s, poetry had Frost (and Cummings and Eliot) in the curriculum – along with Chaucer, Donne, Milton, Pope, and a bunch from the 19th century including my personal favourite Matthew Arnold. As with ‘Modern History’, almost everything stopped at 1918. It seems things went downhill after that…
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Frost and Cummings are particular favorites of mine. Never cared anything for Pope and Dryden. I join Housman in questioning whether they were poets or just accomplished writers. I consider “Dover Beach” a masterpiece but haven’t been blown away by anything else Arnold wrote. Since 1918 my favorites include Auden, Elizabeth Bishop, Louise Bogan, Hart Crane, Cummings, Frost, Seamus Heaney, Langston Hughes, Philip Larkin, Ogden Nash, Sylvia Plath, Wallace Stevens, Dylan Thomas and Derek Walcott. Probably as good a group of poets as in most 100-year periods, with at least six major poets in my opinion.
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I would add Gwendolyn Brooks to your list, but otherwise yes.
As for Arnold, I think I may have to post favourite passages from his poems, one at a time… Not today, though. 🙂
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