The Road Not Taken

Written in 1916 by the late American poet laureate, Robert Frost, this poem has resonance. Certainly in light of the events in the early months of 2008, many of verses will be found to be very apt and resonant.

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The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be the one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
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Then took the other, just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though for that, the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

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And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
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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.