LOVETHATDOG

a novel

by: Sharon Creech

The Red WheelbarrowBy: William Carlos Williams

so much dependsupon

a red wheelbarrow

glazed with rainwater

beside the white chickens.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy EveningBy: Robert Frost

Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village, though;He will not see me stopping hereTo watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queerTo stop without a farmhouse nearBetween the woods and frozen lakeThe darkest evening of the year.

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening (Cont.)

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.

The Tiger (first stanza )By: William Blake

Tiger! Tiger! burning bright

In the forests of the night,

What immortal hand or eye

Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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