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        Robert Frost (1874-1963)

              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.


The Road Not Taken first appeared in The Atlantic Monthly in August 1915. It can be found in:
  • Frost, Robert. Mountain Interval. New York: Henry Holt and Company, 1916.
  • Arp, Thomas R., and Greg Johnson, eds. Perrine's Sound and Sense: An Introduction to Poetry (Tenth Edition). New York: Harcourt College Publishers, 2001.