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.