Thursday, 11 August 2011

"The Road Not Taken"--One of My Favorite Poem

Robert Frost (1874–1963).  Mountain Interval.  1920.
                          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.       


3 comments:

  1. Tell me: why do you like this poem? :-)

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  2. Well, I first know this poem when my high school teacher showed us a movie called Dead Poet Society in class. This movie is very enlightening, especially in high schools in China where getting a high mark and admitted my a good school used to be the only goal. I first realize that I shall truly follow my heart and seize the day when I saw that movie. Peacefully make a good choice by following your faithful feeling, that how I interpret this poem.

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  3. Ah I know that movie. It's a good movie. :-)

    Seize the day!

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