tirsdag, juni 28, 2005

Gammelt og godt

THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by 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
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.

4 kommentarer:

a jour sa...

Frost har mye fint. Min favoritt er Fire and ice:

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice

alliene sa...

Enig i at Fire and Ice også er et veldig flott dikt!

minlille sa...

oi, dette diktet ble gjennomanalysert for noen måneder siden. For siden å komme hjem til min søster som kunne fortelle at diktet ble skrevet til en kamerat som aldri kunne bestemme seg for noe...

alliene sa...

Minlille: Men bryr vi oss egentlig om forfatterens intensjon - annet enn som en kuriositet? :)