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 tookthe 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}