| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Restoration Verse. 1910. | | | | The Blind Boy | | By Colley Cibber (1671–1757) |
| | | O SAY what is that thing call’d Light, | |
| Which I must ne’er enjoy; | |
| What are the blessings of the sight, | |
| O tell your poor blind boy! | |
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| You talk of wondrous things you see, | 5 |
| You say the sun shines bright; | |
| I feel him warm, but how can he | |
| Or make it day or night? | |
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| My day or night myself I make | |
| Whene’er I sleep or play; | 10 |
| And could I ever keep awake | |
| With me ’twere always day. | |
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| With heavy sighs I often hear | |
| You mourn my hapless woe; | |
| But sure with patience I can bear | 15 |
| A loss I ne’er can know. | |
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| Then let not what I cannot have | |
| My cheer of mind destroy: | |
| Whilst thus I sing, I am a king, | |
| Although a poor blind boy. | 20 | | | |
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