WATER NEVER THE SAME Beside a flowing river sit and gaze, And see how it perpetually runs In wave on wave, in many thousand turns, As through the fields it takes its fluid ways. Thou’lt never see again the wave which first Flow’d by thee; water never the same;...
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,...