The road not taken (1916) Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wantedContinue reading “The road not taken by Robert frost and my analysis of it”
