詩譯｜未走的路

黃樹林裡，落葉遍地，迎面而來的道路分岔，遺憾我無法兩條皆行。 旅行至此，佇立良久，向前引頸眺望，小徑隱約消失在蔓草覆蓋處。

我走進另一條相同覆滿落葉的幽徑，或許有更好的原因，等我踏尋； 儘管途經那裡，兩條路頗相似。 那日清晨，兩條路勢均力敵呼喚。 就留第一條路下回試吧！ 縱使我明白道路條條接續連結， 不見得還能讓走回來這一條路。 歲月步步推進的多年後，或許我會在某處嘆息說： 兩條路分岔在黃葉樹林，我選擇少人走的那一條，如今一切都不一樣了。

原詩：《The Road Not Taken》 Robert Frost (1874–1963) Mountain Interval. 1920 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! 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.