Poem favret aku time skola lu ;pTHE ROAD NOT TAKEN.. A poem by Robert Frost
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 bend in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Thougt 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 many leads on the 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 travelled by,
And 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 bend in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Thougt 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 many leads on the 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 travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.
One of the most analysed and quoted American modern poem, Robert Frost’s THE ROAD NOT TAKEN lends itself to misinterpretation by careless students of literature. It is commonly thought (and taught!) to be a poem advising one to make his own way in life without following the path that others have already taken. On closer inspection, we see that this is not the case.
It is really encouraging self-reliance marching to the beat of your own drum? A deeper reading shows no moralizing about choice or independence…the poet merely says that you always have a choice but you never know what your choice will bring until you have lived it.
The poet said he wrote the verses about his friend Edward Thomas who had walked many times with him in the woods near London. He said that while walking they often came to little paths and after chosing one, Thomas always wondered what thay had missed by not taking tha other path.
The poet opens with the speaker standing in a light forest of perhaps yellow-flowered trees, and contemplating two divergent paths. He knows he has to choose one to continue his walk but takes along time to do so. He "inspects" one by trying to look as far down as the eye can see. Then, he takes the other path. He tells himself he will cry it another day, but soon realises the oppoturnity will probably never arise. As he walks on he finds that the two roads are not much different, both being covered with untrodden leaves. He admids that when he tells of his walk that day, many year hence, he will make it sound more dramatic, giving the impression he took the less-travelled path.
The first verse describe the speaker's situation :
he comes upon two roads in a wood and wonders which one he should take. Knowing he can only take one at the ment, he tries to satisfy himself by looking "down one as far as I could to where it bend in the undergrowth" before making choice.
The second stanza sees him deciding to take the one that "having perhaps the better claim, because it was grassy and wanted wear". He soon realises that it may be as well-worn as the one he rejected. As he walks along it he thinks about it and concludes the two paths were "really about the same".
By the third stanza he agrees that both roads "equally lay in leaves no step had trodden black." (No one had yet walked in the freshly fallen leaves in either path.) He consoles himself that he is keeping "the first for another day" but almost immediately doubts "If I should ever come back" as one leads to another and his chosen path diverges from the other one.
The tricky fourth verse has "I shall be telling this with a sigh". Is it a sigh of regret (that he never got to see the other path) or a sigh of relief (because he is happy with his choice)? Just as the speaker will sigh when he talks about it. He will convince himself that he "took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." As he sees it, he has not lived the alternative and so doesn't know the difference is good or bad - any choice will make a difference.
The poet knows he will feel a twinge of regret, wonder what he may have lost by not taking the other road. However, many years from now he will have forgotten how similar the two paths were, and think that he took the one others had shunned. Perhaps it is this recognition of his insicerity that will make him sigh? Unlike people who are heroes in their own eyes, he will sigh before claiming that he took the less-travelled road. In the back of his mind there will be a vague memory of two equally leafy roads.
If there's message here, it is not "I Did It My Way" or "Take the path less-travelled" but rather that we are all faced with choices and each choice makes a difference, good or bad. Sometimes, the line between free choice and choosing a different path might have turned out, simply because we have not lived it.
It is really encouraging self-reliance marching to the beat of your own drum? A deeper reading shows no moralizing about choice or independence…the poet merely says that you always have a choice but you never know what your choice will bring until you have lived it.
The poet said he wrote the verses about his friend Edward Thomas who had walked many times with him in the woods near London. He said that while walking they often came to little paths and after chosing one, Thomas always wondered what thay had missed by not taking tha other path.
The poet opens with the speaker standing in a light forest of perhaps yellow-flowered trees, and contemplating two divergent paths. He knows he has to choose one to continue his walk but takes along time to do so. He "inspects" one by trying to look as far down as the eye can see. Then, he takes the other path. He tells himself he will cry it another day, but soon realises the oppoturnity will probably never arise. As he walks on he finds that the two roads are not much different, both being covered with untrodden leaves. He admids that when he tells of his walk that day, many year hence, he will make it sound more dramatic, giving the impression he took the less-travelled path.
The first verse describe the speaker's situation :
he comes upon two roads in a wood and wonders which one he should take. Knowing he can only take one at the ment, he tries to satisfy himself by looking "down one as far as I could to where it bend in the undergrowth" before making choice.
The second stanza sees him deciding to take the one that "having perhaps the better claim, because it was grassy and wanted wear". He soon realises that it may be as well-worn as the one he rejected. As he walks along it he thinks about it and concludes the two paths were "really about the same".
By the third stanza he agrees that both roads "equally lay in leaves no step had trodden black." (No one had yet walked in the freshly fallen leaves in either path.) He consoles himself that he is keeping "the first for another day" but almost immediately doubts "If I should ever come back" as one leads to another and his chosen path diverges from the other one.
The tricky fourth verse has "I shall be telling this with a sigh". Is it a sigh of regret (that he never got to see the other path) or a sigh of relief (because he is happy with his choice)? Just as the speaker will sigh when he talks about it. He will convince himself that he "took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference." As he sees it, he has not lived the alternative and so doesn't know the difference is good or bad - any choice will make a difference.
The poet knows he will feel a twinge of regret, wonder what he may have lost by not taking the other road. However, many years from now he will have forgotten how similar the two paths were, and think that he took the one others had shunned. Perhaps it is this recognition of his insicerity that will make him sigh? Unlike people who are heroes in their own eyes, he will sigh before claiming that he took the less-travelled road. In the back of his mind there will be a vague memory of two equally leafy roads.
If there's message here, it is not "I Did It My Way" or "Take the path less-travelled" but rather that we are all faced with choices and each choice makes a difference, good or bad. Sometimes, the line between free choice and choosing a different path might have turned out, simply because we have not lived it.
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