Question

the the blind boy


who say what is the thing called light,
which I can never enjoy?
what is the blessing of the sight?
O tell your pool blind boy!

you talk of wondrous think you see,
you say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm,but how can he
then make it day or night?

my day or night myself I make
whenever I sleep or play;
and could I ever keep awake
with me 'twere always day'.

with heavy sighs I often hear
you mourn my helpless woe;
but sure with patience I can bear
a loss I never know.

then let not what I cannot have
my cheer of mind destroy;
whilst this I sign, I am a king,
although a poor blind boy.

Colley Cibber
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