1Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
2And sorry I could not travel both
3And be one traveler, long I stood
4And looked down one as far as I could
5To where it bent in the undergrowth;
6Then took the other, as just as fair,
7And having perhaps the better claim,
8Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
9Though as for that the passing there
10Had worn them really about the same,
11And both that morning equally lay
12In leaves no step had trodden black.
13Oh, I kept the first for another day!
14Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
15I doubted if I should ever come back.
16I shall be telling this with a sigh
17Somewhere ages and ages hence:
18Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
19I took the one less traveled by,
20And that has made all the difference.
1Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
2And sorry I could not travel both
3And be one traveler, long I stood
4And looked down one as far as I could
5To where it bent in the undergrowth;
6Then took the other, as just as fair,
7And having perhaps the better claim,
8Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
9Though as for that the passing there
10Had worn them really about the same,
11And both that morning equally lay
12In leaves no step had trodden black.
13Oh, I kept the first for another day!
14Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
15I doubted if I should ever come back.
16I shall be telling this with a sigh
17Somewhere ages and ages hence:
18Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
19I took the one less traveled by,
20And that has made all the difference.
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.
Select any word below to get its definition in the context of the poem. The words are listed in the order in which they appear in the poem.
"The Most Misread Poem in America" — An insightful article in the Paris Review, which goes into depth about some of the different ways of reading (or misreading) "The Road Not Taken."
Robert Frost reads "The Road Not Taken" — Listen to Robert Frost read the poem.
Book Review: "The Road Not Taken," by David Orr — Those looking for an even more in-depth treatment of the poem might be interested in David Orr's book, "The Road Not Taken: Finding America in the Poem Everyone Loves and Almost Everyone Gets Wrong."