31 de janeiro de 2005

Vincent Van Gogh, The Church at Auvers

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.

Robert Frost


4 comentários:

zoto disse...

I took the one not travelled by,
and what difference has it made?!?

Graça disse...

E já chegaste ao fim dessa "road not travelled by"? Talvez seja cedo para perceber a diferença...

zoto disse...
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zoto disse...

[there is no turning back, no ending]