Sunday, September 23, 2012

Poems

I walked a mile with Pleasure;
She chatted all the way;
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And ne’er a word said she
But, oh! The things I learned from her,
When sorrow walked with me.

-Robert Browning Hamilton

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