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O dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon,
Irrecoverably dark! total eclipse,
Without all hope of day.
O dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon,
Irrecoverably dark! total eclipse,
Without all hope of day.
Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
Dispel this cloud, the light of heaven restore;
Give me to see, and Ajax asks no more.
A blind man can see his mouth
A blind man can see his mouth
I pitied him in his blindness But can I boast, "I see?" Perhaps there walks a spirit Close by, who read more
I pitied him in his blindness But can I boast, "I see?" Perhaps there walks a spirit Close by, who pities me
There's none so blind as they that won't see.
There's none so blind as they that won't see.
These eyes, tho' clear
To outward view of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing read more
These eyes, tho' clear
To outward view of blemish or of spot,
Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot,
Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear
Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year,
Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not
Against Heaven's hand or will, not bate a jot
Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer
Right onward.
You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day read more
You can become blind by seeing each day as a similar one. Each day is a different one, each day brings a miracle of its own. It's just a matter of paying attention to this miracle.
There is a condition worse than blindness, and that is, seeing something that isn't there.
There is a condition worse than blindness, and that is, seeing something that isn't there.
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings read more
Oh, say! what is that thing call'd light,
Which I must ne'er enjoy?
What are the blessings of the sight?
Oh, tell your poor blind boy!