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<p>Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,<br /></p><p>And sorry I could not travel both<br /></p><p>And be one traveler, long I stood<br /></p><p>And looked down one as far as I could<br /></p><p>To where it bent in the undergrowth;<br /></p><p>Then took the other, as just as fair,<br /></p><p>And having perhaps the better claim,<br /></p><p>Because it was grassy and wanted wear;<br /></p><p>Though as for that the passing there<br /></p><p>Had worn them really about the same,<br /></p><p>And both that morning equally lay<br /></p><p>In leaves no step had trodden black.<br /></p><p>Oh, I kept the first for another day!<br /></p><p>Yet knowing how way leads on to way,<br /></p><p>I doubted if I should ever come back.<br /></p><p>I shall be telling this with a sigh<br /></p><p>Somewhere ages and ages hence:<br /></p><p>Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—<br /></p><p>I took the one less traveled by,<br /></p><p>And that has made all the difference.<br /></p>