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The Road Not Taken
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.
Description
A traveler reflects on a choice between two paths in a wood.
Meaning
On how we narrate our own decisions, and the stories we tell about the roads we didn't take.
Purpose
One of the most quoted — and most misread — poems in English.
License
public-domain