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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 marked 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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Friday, January 03, 2003 |
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Thursday, May 15, 2008 |
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Amatulla Mohammadi (2/15/2012 11:56:00 AM)
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A very beautiful poem. Perfectly portrays the one point in everyone's life wherein we have to make a decision out of the choices availabe. I can always relate to this.
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Sagar Shelar (2/10/2012 11:31:00 AM)
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Very inspiring poem. Winners always choose the way which never taken. That's make the difference.
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Joub Kahuria (2/10/2012 7:39:00 AM)
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can believe i found this poem i read it once sometimes back...it is so inspiring
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C CC (2/9/2012 9:19:00 PM)
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my father died recently and he liked to believe that if you lived your life in a good way that when you died you would have a chance to go back to some point in your life and choose a different road...when i was planning the funeral this poem came to me, out of nowhere..
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Nik Houghton (2/8/2012 9:35:00 PM)
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Interpret and judge if you shall but this is nonetheless a profound inspirational piece.
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Stephen Shindler (2/6/2012 1:37:00 PM)
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The road not taken is the road less traveled. And the road less traveled is more time spent on the xbox. I don't see a down side...
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Aisha Al-amin (2/6/2012 1:24:00 PM)
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I love this poem so much! Robert Frost is such an amazing poet!
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Akilleas paragon Sideous (2/2/2012 10:26:00 PM)
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i wounder how they use to get reparations i like it, but makes me wounder
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David Warnock (2/1/2012 1:16:00 PM)
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This is without doubt the most misread poem ever written. This is a very cynical poem. To paraphrase: I came to a fork in the road. They were both the same. When I am older, I will say I took the one less traveled. It is a poem about our gargantuan capacity for self delusion.
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David Warnock (2/1/2012 1:13:00 PM)
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This is with out doubt the most misread poem ever written. This is a very cynical poem. To paraphrase: I came to a fork in the road. They were both the same. When I am older, I will say I took the one less traveled. It is a poem about our gargantuan capacity for self delusion
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