UFRGS FIS LIT ENG 2015

The Road Not Taken

[1] 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

[5] 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

[10] 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,

[15] 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,

[20] And that has made all the difference.

Adaptado de: FROST, Robert. The Road not Taken .  Disponível em: <http://www.poetryfoundation.org/ poem/173536>. Acesso em: 08 set. 2014.