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. (1916) 未选之路 林中两路分，可惜难兼行。 游子久伫立，极目望一径。 蜿蜒复曲折，隐于丛林中。 两路林中伸，落叶无人踪。 我选一路走，深知路无穷。 我疑从今后，能否转回程。 我选另一途，合理亦公正。 草密人迹罕，正待人通行。 足迹蹋过处，两路皆相同。 数十年之后，谈起常叹息。 林中两路分，一路人迹稀。 我独选此路，境遇乃相异。 --罗伯特·费罗斯特（1916）