Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Robert Frost 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.________________________________This town is full of monstersHolding hands with other monstersAnd attempting to be human beingsShuffling around the shopsAnd waving at balloons________________________________

Music : NATIONAL ANTHEM OF SOUTH AFRICA (1960 - 1994)
        "Die Stem van Suid-Afrika" (The Call of South Africa)
        (By Marthinus Lourens de Villiers)
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