The Road Not Taken, The Calf-Path
당신이 머무는 그 도시의 시작은 작은 송아지였다오
For men are prone to go it blind
Along the calf-paths of the mind,
And work away from sun to sun,
To do what other men have done.
당신이 가는 그 길, 어디로 향하고 있나요?
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.
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