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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, |
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And sorry I could not travel both |
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And be one traveler, long I stood |
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And looked down one as far as I could |
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I shall be telling this with a sigh |
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Somewhere ages and ages hence: |
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I and I- |
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I took the one less traveled by, |
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And that has made, has made all the difference. |
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Oh, I, I kept the first for another day! |
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Yet knowing how way leads on to way, |
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I doubted if I should ever come back. |
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Yet knowing how way leads on to way |
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Shall I come back? |
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I shall be telling this with a sigh |
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Somewhere ages and ages hence: |
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, and I- |
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I took the one less traveled by, |
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And that has made, has made all the difference. |