Frost's most misquoted poem. Watch how carefully he makes the two roads identical, then watch what the speaker claims about them afterwards.
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;
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Two roads split apart in a wood turning yellow, and I was sorry I couldn't travel both and stay one person. I stood there a long time, looking down one as far as I could see before it curved away into the undergrowth.
Then took the other, as just as , 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,
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Then I took the other one, which was just as fair, and maybe had the better claim, because it was grassier and less worn. Though as for that, the people who had passed through had really worn both of them 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.
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Both paths lay that morning covered in leaves no footstep had turned black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! Though knowing how one way leads on to another, I doubted I would 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.
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Somewhere ages and ages from now I'll be telling this with a sigh: two roads split in a wood, and I took the one less travelled by — and that has made all the difference.
That's the whole thing.
Read it again slowly — it gets better the second time.