The Road Not Taken Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both, But be one traveller, long I stood, And looked down one as far as I could, To where it bent in the under growth; Then took the other, just as fair, And having perhaps a Better claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Through as for that the passing there, had worn them really about the same.
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