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A learned man came to me once

A learned man came to me once.
He said, "I know the way, — come."
And I was overjoyed at this.
Together we hastened.
Soon, too soon, were we
Where my eyes were useless,
And I knew not the ways of my feet.
I clung to the hand of my friend;
But at last he cried, "I am lost."

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  • philophant
    November 25, 2003
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    b\'gawd, b\'gawd

    again....irony.....first "overjoyed" at "hasten" ing, crane (or the speaker) follows the "learned man". a showdown of wisdom.