Birds fly high and down they peep
Beasts dance in joy and up they leap
Clouds they float through heaven's keep
Through rocks and gravel waters seep
Boughs of trees to sunlight creep
Hills they look like a giant's heap
Vales they run down mighty steep
Dew lays on grass and on leaf
Sheperds stroll and graze their sheep
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 last stanza is from one of Robert Frost's poems)
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