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

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Ένα Σχόλιο to “The road not taken.”

  1. Yesterday, upon the stair,

    I met a man who wasn’t there

    He wasn’t there again today

    I wish, I wish he’d go away…

    When I came home last night at three

    The man was waiting there for me

    But when I looked around the hall

    I couldn’t see him there at all!

    Go away, go away, don’t you come back any more!

    Go away, go away, and please don’t slam the door… (slam!)

    Last night I saw upon the stair

    A little man who wasn’t there

    He wasn’t there again today

    Oh, how I wish he’d go away

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