(A poem by Robert Frost) Age saw two quiet childrenGo loving by at twilight,He knew not whether homeward,Or outward from… Read More »Carpe Die
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Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked… Read More »The road not taken
The road not taken
(A poem by Robert Frost) Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is in the village though;He will… Read More »Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening