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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;

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.

"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool."- William Shakespeare


Diverging ways - hard decisions.

Heads or tails?

Left or Right?

Will it be the best way? one knows...but you have to go you own way.

May 21, 2009 at 11:14 AM  

Oh, I can't believe this..I had to learn this poem by heart! I can't believe your blog is like the summary of my college studies!

June 15, 2009 at 6:06 PM  

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