The poem begins with first three lines suggesting that if the couples in question, still cherished love, sacrifices and the heart to forget spouse wrong actions, they might have been able to press a little further in their matrimonial journey: The animals were met on the mountainous hill the human couples were travelling.
They must have halted soon in any case With thoughts of a path back, how rough it was With rock and washout, and unsafe in darkness; When they were halted by a tumbled wall With barbed-wire binding. They stood facing this, Spending what onward impulse they still had In One last look the way they must not go, On up the failing path, where, if a stone Or earthslide moved at night, it moved itself; No footstep moved it.
A doe from round a spruce stood looking at them Across the wall, as near the wall as they. She saw them in their field, they her in hers. The difficulty of seeing what stood still, Like some up-ended boulder split in two, Was in her clouded eyes; they saw no fear there.
She seemed to think that two thus they were safe. Then, as if they were something that, though strange, She could not trouble her mind with too long, She sighed and passed unscared along the wall. What more is there to ask? A snort to bid them wait.
A buck from round the spruce stood looking at them Across the wall as near the wall as they. This was an antlered buck of lusty nostril, Not the same doe come back into her place.
He viewed them quizzically with jerks of head, As if to ask, 'Why don't you make some motion? Or give some sign of life? I doubt if you're as living as you look. Then he too passed unscared along the wall.
Two had seen two, whichever side you spoke from. Still they stood, A great wave from it going over them, As if the earth in one unlooked-for favour Had made them certain earth returned their love.Robert Frost (–).
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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: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, The Road Not Taken Launch Audio in a New Window.
By Robert Frost. Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both. The Road Not Taken By Robert Frost About this Poet Poet Robert Frost was born in San Francisco, but his family moved to Lawrence, Massachusetts, in .
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Oct 14, · From Two Look at Two by Robert Frost.
Unusually, we are up and out before the crowds, and the day is just unfolding itself across the softly wooded hills in front of us as we set out along the track. We soon leave the sunlit open land behind, where a fox is running from scrub to boulder in the meadow, and enter a cool tunnel of branches.
Two Look at Two. Two Look at Two. by Robert Frost. Love and forgetting might have carried them. A little further up the mountain side. With night so near, but not much further up. They must have halted soon in any case. With thoughts of a path back, how rough it was.