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.
Feels like Mr. Kristol was nodding in that direction in closing. Not Yeats!
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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.
Feels like Mr. Kristol was nodding in that direction in closing. Not Yeats!