

The other limitation is that both Roads aren’t clearly visible so far. But the limitation is that he hadn’t the idea about the right one. If he knew the road which he was looking for he might take the Road without any doubt. One thing must be noted here that, both Roads are unknown and uncertain and aren’t seemed to be same to the poet (the speaker). For limitation, our people are unable to do something. In everyday’s life, it is must whether to choose path A that the poet describes as ‘trodden’ or to choose path B that poet says ‘not taken’ as you cannot go down both. In a deeper sense, it is not a road which man always uses to move one place to another, it is life’s path in which a man is chosen to go on and reach his goal. You may take the poem with the problem of making a decision, probably right and perfect we face regularly in our private or public life. But it has several meanings and complexity. “The Road Not Taken” may seem to be easy and simple for the first time reading.

We could go on and on worshipping how famous the poem is, you have already known. When he was eleven his father died of tuberculosis (TB) at the age of 34 and for this, his life’s freedom came to an end. At this time he shared the daily adventures of his father and began to acquire knowledge of the world. On several occasion, Robert had such severe colds that his mother took him out of school. Robert Frost’s mother was concerned about his health if he might have inherited his father’s tendencies to tuberculosis (TB). His childhood proved to be somewhat strange, being blessed with parental love, but fraught with excitement and tragedy. Robert Frost was descended from a long line of New Englanders, but he was born in San Francisco, California, where his father, William Prescott Frost, had settled in search of his fortunes. President Kidney called Robert Frost “the great American poet of our time’, and describe him thus: “His life and his art summed up the essential qualities of the New England ” he loved so much: the fresh delight in Nature, the plainness of speech, the canny wisdom, and the deep, underlying insight into the human soul.”Īdlai Stevenson said, “In Robert Frost, the American people have found their poet, their singer, their seer- in short, their bard.”
