英文美文02-The Road Not Taken

Robert Lee Frost (March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963) was an American poet and winner of four Pulitzer Prizes and numerious other prizes. As a special guest at President John F. Kennedy’s inauguration, Frost became a poetic force and the unofficial "poet laureate" of the United States. Known for his realistic depictions of rural life and his command of American colloquial speech, Frost frequently wrote about settings from rural life in New England in the early twentieth century, using them to examine complex social and philosophical themes. Famous works include “Fire and Ice,” “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” “Birches,” “Out Out,” “Nothing Gold Can Stay” and “Home Burial.” His 1916 poem, "The Road Not Taken," is often read at graduation ceremonies across the United States.

罗伯特·李·弗罗斯特（1874年3月26日至1963年1月29日）是美国诗人，曾获得四项普利策奖和其他多项奖项。作为肯尼迪总统就职典礼上的特邀嘉宾，弗罗斯特成为一股诗意的力量，成为美国非官方的“桂冠诗人”。弗罗斯特以其对乡村生活的现实描写和对美国口语的驾驭而闻名，他经常描写二十世纪初新英格兰乡村生活的背景，用这些背景来审视复杂的社会和哲学主题。著名作品包括《火与冰》、《雪夜林边停车》、《桦树》、《外出》、《黄金无处可留》和《家葬》，他的1916年诗作《未选择的路》经常在美国各地的毕业典礼上朗诵。

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，

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!
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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.

未选择的路

黄色的树林里分出两条路，

可惜我不能同时去涉足，

我在那路口久久伫立，

我向着一条路极目望去，

直到它消失在丛林深处。

但我却选了另外一条路，

它荒草萋萋，十分幽寂，

显得更诱人，更美丽；

虽然在这条小路上，

很少留下旅人的足迹。

那天清晨落叶满地，

两条路都未经脚印污染。

啊，留下一条路等改日再见!

但我知道路径延绵无尽头，

恐怕我难以再回返。

也许多少年后在某个地方，

我将轻声叹息将往事回顾：

一片树林里分出两条路——

而我选择了人迹更少的一条，

从此决定了我一生的道路。