From tomorrow on, I will be a happy man; Grooming, chopping, and traveling all over the world. From tomorrow on, I will care foodstuff and vegetable, Living in a house towards the sea, with spring blossoms. ...
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; ...