I’m aiming for entering a profession in the future where I can help animals, especially wild ones. I want to dedicate my life to preserving and healing wildlife, as cheesy as that sounds. As a child I always wanted to be a vet, but I’m not sure if I could handle the pressure of performing surgery, where one small mistake could end their life. That really scares me.. How many other professions with animals are there?

1O points to anyone who can list the largest amount of ideas! =)

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I’m aiming for entering a profession in the future where I can help animals, especially wild ones. I want to dedicate my life to preserving and healing wildlife, as cheesy as that sounds. As a child I always wanted to be a vet, but I’m not sure if I could handle the pressure of performing surgery, where one small mistake could end their life. That really scares me.. How many other professions with animals are there?

1O points to anyone who can list the largest amount of ideas! =)

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Is this the WHOLE poem? I thought it was longer then this…

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 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.

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Did anyone else have a College/High School english professor (teacher) introduce you that Robert Frost’s poem "Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening" is in the same meter as "Oh Christmas Tree". I can’t listen to the
song now without mentally injecting the poem!

Try it:
"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."

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I do, but i feel like asking others to see what they know.

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 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.

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to this poem :

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.

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THis is the poem and if anyone can do the parody for me?PLEASEEE!

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

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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 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.

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It’s called "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening" by Robert Frost and here’s how it goes:

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 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.

I KNOW what it is I just forget and once someone tells me, I’ll remember but PLEASE help it’ll drive me crazy and ten pts to the first CORRECT answer!! (don’t put like "." or something because I’ve had that before so I extended the question. Anyway, please please help!) Thanks!!!
Um, I mean, style, like (I know it’s not, but) Hiaku, Sonnet, and Free Verse, like that
If that helps, then woo! thanks for the help!:P
Thanks for all of the answers, but if you happen to come back, I mean style, I should have put that instead of kind. Still open and waiting!!! please help!! thanks to everyone so far!!
All of your answers are right when it comes to the poem, but I still don’t have what I’m looking for, sorry! Still open! Thanks!

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1. Whe did the poet repeat the final line?
2. What part of speech is "here" and "near"
3. Why does the poet invert he standard sentence pattern in line 1?
Thanks for your help.

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.

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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 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.

THANK YOU FOR READING THIS.. have a lovely day..:-)
It is by Robert Frost, in case you were wondering who wrote this….

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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.
EXPLAIN WHT KIND OF SENSE .
please nd thank u :]

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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.

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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 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.

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What do you think the meaning of Robert Frost’s poem Stopping by a Woods on a Snowy Evening? Or what do you get from this poem?
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.
I do know what this poem means, or have my own interpretation anyway. But thank you for your sarcasm, it is so refreshing. It is great when people share their knowledge freely.

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