| 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 | |
| I shall be telling this with a sigh | |
| Somewhere ages and ages hence: | |
| Two roads diverged in a wood, and I and I- | |
| I took the one less traveled by, | |
| And that has made, has made all the difference. | |
| Oh, I, I kept the first for another day! | |
| Yet knowing how way leads on to way, | |
| I doubted if I should ever come back. | |
| Yet knowing how way leads on to way | |
| Shall I come back? | |
| I shall be telling this with a sigh | |
| Somewhere ages and ages hence: | |
| Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, and I- | |
| I took the one less traveled by, | |
| And that has made, has made all the difference. |