Question

Whose woods these are I think I know.   
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.   


He gives his harness bells a shake   
To ask if there is some mistake.   

Can someone pls find out the parts of speech from this poem....​

Answer 1

Answer:

alliteration (Watch his Woods, Sound's the Sweep, Dark and Deep)

repetition (And miles to go before I sleepx2)