terça-feira, abril 15, 2008

"The Road Not Taken", de 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 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

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.


(Os três versos finais sintetizam "the story of my life".)

1 Comments:

Anonymous Edelweiss (alive and kicking) said...

A história da tua vida? O que queres dizer com isso? Antes ou depois da tua recuperação no Centro das Taipas?

5:54 da tarde  

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