Day 24 August 20 Sketch an impression made from a poem
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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| From morguefile.com Does this describe Robert Frost's poem? |
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| From Grandmas in Sherwood |
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| From morguefile Now these are going-out-dancing shoes! |
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| From morguefile.com What a way to stack your books! |
Day 13, August 9th Lamp
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| From my travels in Venice. |
