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. (1916)
未选之路
林中两路分，可惜难兼行。
游子久伫立，极目望一径。
蜿蜒复曲折，隐于丛林中。
两路林中伸，落叶无人踪。
我选一路走，深知路无穷。
我疑从今后，能否转回程。
我选另一途，合理亦公正。
草密人迹罕，正待人通行。
足迹蹋过处，两路皆相同。
数十年之后，谈起常叹息。
林中两路分，一路人迹稀。
我独选此路，境遇乃相异。
--罗伯特·费罗斯特（1916）
