Wanderlust

"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 " [[Turn left->John]] [[Turn right->Mary ]]

I met a lady in the meads, Full beautiful—a faery’s child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild [["I stalked quietly through the trees, to watch her with guarded smile"->Samuel]]

'What makes her in the woods so late, A furlong from the castle gate? ' The lady strange made answer meet, And her voice was faint and sweet: "Have pity on my sore distress, I scarce can speak for weariness: Stretch forth thy hand, and have no fear!" [["So I offered her my hand in awe."->James]]

And back behind those smiling lips, And down within those laughing eyes, And underneath the soft caress Of hand and voice and purring sighs, The shadow of the panther lurks, The spirit of the vampire lies. And she has led me to her lair, And I have kissed her red, red lips And cruel face so white and fair; Around me she has twined her arms, And bound me with her yellow hair. [["I knew there was no escaping now, I would be her slave till death."->Johnson]]

"I felt those red lips burn and sear My body like a living coal; Obeyed the power of those eyes As the needle trembles to the pole; And did not care although I felt The strength go ebbing from my soul. [["Although I suffered dearly indeed, I'd still submit to her control"->Frost]]

I shall satiate my ardent curiosity with the sight of a part of the world never before visited, and may tread a land never before imprinted by the foot of a man. [[" So bravely I venture into the unkwnown. After all:"|Jane]]

If adventures will not befall a young lady in her own village, she must seek them abroad. [["And though the path might be uncertain,"->Margaret ]] [["There is time yet to go back"->John]]

So much better to travel than to arrive. [["And so much more lays ahead."->Charlote ]]

I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will. [["And my journey is just at its start."->Frost]]

"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." [["See Beyond the Journey"->Co-Authors]]

Authors & Works Robert Frost - The Road Not Taken Left Path: John Keats - La Belle Dame Sans Merci Samuel Taylor Coleridge - Christabel James Weldon Johnson - The White Witch Right Path: Mary Shelley - Frankenstein Jane Austen - Northanger Abbey Margaret Atwood - The Blind Assassin Charlotte Brontë -Jane Eyre Luisa Dias -Wanderlust <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/"><img alt="Licença Creative Commons" style="border-width:0" src="https://i.creativecommons.org/l/by-nc-nd/4.0/88x31.png" /></a> O trabalho Wanderlust de Luisa Salvador Dias está licenciado com uma Licença <a rel="license" href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/4.0/">Creative Commons - Atribuição-NãoComercial-SemDerivações 4.0 Internacional</a>.

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"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 "

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