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.
Free Republic is the seductive woods the OP, a noob , is travelling past on a longer journey on the darkest night of the year (ok, the night after the darkest night of the year but still). and then there's the whole Telefon angle. perfect.
Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw....not a well known enough movie and I HATE Robert Frost.