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Along the Road
Robert Browning Hamilton
I walked a mile with Pleasure. 
She chattered 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.
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