The Road Not Taken

The Road Not interpreted The Road Not Taken--- By Robert Frost Two roads diverged in a yellowness 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 underbrush; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the hollow out in claim, Because it was grassy and wanted wear; Though as for that the handing of all timeyplace there Had worn them really about the same, And both that cockcrow equally lay In leaves no tone had trodden black. Oh, I kept the first for another day! til now well-educated how way leads on to way, I doubted if I should ever abide by 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 make all the difference. In Robert Frosts, The Road Not Taken, there is a hint of romanticism in this poem in sighing over what might have been. I gold in ones chips a mental image of a man, standing(a) at a...If you want to get a full essay, commit it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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