Thursday, 29 September 2011

The Road not taken - By Robert Frost


TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;        5
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,        10
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.        15
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

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                           a yellow wood,

              I could  travel
    one traveler,  long stood
And looked  as far as 
                        the undergrowth;        5
Then                            just as 
 having                            
              grassy  wear;
 for the
 worm         10
And both
 leaves         had trod
         the first day!
    knowing how           to
  doubt         u        15
I      be telling 
          ages and ages 
Two roads  in a wood, 
I took the one less traveled
And      has made all the difference.


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