Stopping by Woods

"Whose woods these are I think I know..." is the first line of this favorite poem by Robert Frost: "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening." Here is a library-quality book filled with delightful drawings in a soft blending of black-and-white forest scenes (with many hiding creatures) and pastel colors on the man who stops his horse to enjoy the splendor of watching the "woods fill up with snow" and listening to the "sweep of easy wind and downy flake." 32 pages, hardcover, 7 1/2"x8 1/2".