The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost
1874 to 1963
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To where it bent in the undergrowth;
And be one traveler, long I stood
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
And that has made all the difference.
I doubted if I should ever come back.
Then took the other, as just as fair,
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Had worn them really about the same,
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
And both that morning equally lay
Though as for that the passing there
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
And sorry I could not travel both
And looked down one as far as I could
And having perhaps the better claim,
I took the one less traveled by,