Understanding Poetry: Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken"

The Pasture

 I’m going out to clean the pasture spring; 
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away 
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may): 
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.  
 
I’m going out to fetch the little calf          
That’s standing by the mother. It’s so young, 
It totters when she licks it with her tongue. 
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.

♣ Note

You can listen to a choral rendering of "The Pasture" here. (Music by Z. Randall Stroope; Performed by Honor Chorale of Alvarado High School, Alvarado, Texas)