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The Road Not Taken and Other Early Poems
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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,
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.
That was a gleam of light amidst a night of few memorable lines, short stories in verse and indifference.
May 03, 19
* Later on .
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 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.
That was a gleam of light amidst a night of few memorable lines, short stories in verse and indifference.
May 03, 19
* Later on .
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March 16, 2014
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April 30, 2019
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Started Reading
April 30, 2019
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21.88%
"Its bed is left a faded paper sheet
Of dead leaves stuck together by the heat�
A brook to none but who remember long.
This as it will be seen is other far
Than with brooks taken otherwhere in song.
We love the things we love for what they are."
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Of dead leaves stuck together by the heat�
A brook to none but who remember long.
This as it will be seen is other far
Than with brooks taken otherwhere in song.
We love the things we love for what they are."
May 2, 2019
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68.75%
"...
It’s from regret for something you have passed
And failed to see the good of. Never mind,
Things must expect to come in front of us
A many times—I don’t say just how many�
That varies with the things—before we see them.
One of the lies would make it out that nothing
Ever presents itself before us twice."
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It’s from regret for something you have passed
And failed to see the good of. Never mind,
Things must expect to come in front of us
A many times—I don’t say just how many�
That varies with the things—before we see them.
One of the lies would make it out that nothing
Ever presents itself before us twice."
May 4, 2019
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Finished Reading
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RK-ïsme wrote: "I have long thought that poems like this, heavy on metaphor with a slightly kitschy message were Frost’s stock in trade. They were not all equally successful but this and ‘Stopping by Woods on a Sn..."I'm almost finishing this book. I thought of that final line while thinking about the number of stars I would give to this collection - no more than three, I'm afraid; 2.5 based on the lack of connection. I've heard so much about Frost's poetry so I wasn't feeling proud while thinking that a poem which includes, despite the sense of uniqueness it tries to convey, a commonplace and self-righteous line like 'I took the one less traveled by' is the most decent of this entire collection. Perhaps I've been listening to one side only. Thanks, RK.
I appreciate your final line Florencia.