Two Roads Diverged In A Yellow Woo

Written by Robert Frost on January 1, 1916
Arranged by Noah Regrets on February 22, 2013
Published in Issue 007

two roads

                                      dive                 /

                                                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
  • too). k 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

        dive          /         rged
                                                                    in a wood and i

                           (i      took the one less traveled by)

                        and that has made all the difference