 | The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich |  |
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A PARABLE
One went East, and one went WestAcross the wild sea-foam,
And both were on the self-same quest.
Now one there was who cared for naught,
So stayed at home:
Yet of the three 't was only he
Who reached the goal—by him unsought.
| The poems of Thomas Bailey Aldrich | |