The Road Not Taken

	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.

  Robert Frost (1916)

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