The Road Not Taken 
By Robert Frost 
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 abou...