Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, 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
I studied this poem in our literature class before. This is one of my favourites!
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there's one sentence of the lyric which says this : Leave no stone behind and try to take the path less travelled.
I use that saying as my life guide nowadays eversince last year..
one of my favourite movie quotes of all time goes,
ReplyDeletewe don't read and write poetry because it's cute. we read and write poetry because we are members of the human race - and the human race is filled with passion. and medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. but poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.
can you recognise where it came from ;)?
robert frost's verses about his two roads and the yellow wood inspired a lot blog posts - i was similarly touched by it a while back. a long while back.
My Yellow Wood