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Hi all,Hope you're all having a good bank holiday. This was recommended to me by someone relating to life's big decisions...enjoy!
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;
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,
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.
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.
Copyright © 1962, 1967, 1970
i loved this poem. when i first heard it in my english class i fell in love. i think that robert frost is a genius. :)
ReplyDeleteI just came across your blog, and when I read your first post I couldn't believe it! Just the other day, I had to write an essay about this poem in English!! It is one of my favourite ever poems. Do you like it??
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