On a dark winter evening, the narrator stops his little stallion to watch the snow falling in the woods. Finding that the owner of the woods is absent, he lingers his stay to relish isolation and the beauty of Nature. The horse is confused at stopping far away from any farmhouse. Therefore, he shakes his harness bell to ask if there is some mistake. Now the narrator realizes the pull of obligations and the considerable distance before he can rest for the night, and reluctantly continues on his way.
In short, the poem trumpets the beauty of nature and hints at the need to carry on the daily affairs of life. The world of fantasy is very inviting and seductive. However, one must maintain balance between the world of fantasy and of reality.