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00721--Paraphrase of the poem The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.

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Paraphrase of the poem The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost.

Introduction
The poem was printed in ‘The Atlantic Monthly’ in August 1915, and was collected in ‘Mountain Interval’ (1916).  It is an important piece of poetry, as it explains the poet’s outlook of life. 
Stanza I
Two roads went in two different directions in a pale forest, and the poet felt sorry that he could not take both the roads, and couldn’t decide his path immediately as he was the only traveller.  For a long time he stood there and watched one of the roads as far as he could, to the farthest end where it took a curve toward the brushwood. 
Stanza II
The poet, now, examined the other road which was equally fair and clean, and which had perhaps a better claim since it was covered with grass and lacked foot-marks.  Both the roads were travelled by people but the second one was less travelled by. 
Stanza III
Both the roads that day looked fresh and untrodden because the leaves (it was autumn season) were not stepped on and not made black in colour.  The poet chose the second one and kept the first one reserved for some other day.  Nevertheless he knew that the way leads on to way, and thus a return is not possible. 
Stanza IV
The poet says that he will go on telling this incident with a sigh in the times to come that there met two roads at a point in a wood, and that he took the less travelled one, and this has made him a different individual altogether.   

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.


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