Then took the other, as just as fair,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Had worn them really about the same,
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I shall be telling this with a sigh
And having perhaps the better claim,
Though as for that the passing there
And both that morning equally lay
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
I doubted if I should ever come back.
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.