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media type="youtube" key="6e3Q6TAu6yk?fs=1" height="307" width="512" [|daffodil Day] __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 marked 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 **