...deride my awkward pace, But slow and steady wins the race." — . Lloyd. Oh! say, what is that thing call'd light. Which I must ne'er enjoy; What are the blessings of the sight, You talk of wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm, but how can he...

...the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. A. Pope CXIX *"' THE BLIND BOY 0 say what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ; What are...feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night 2 My day or night myself I make Whene'er I sleep or play ; And could I ever keep awake With me 'twere...

...unlamented let me die; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. CXIX A. Pope THE BLIND BOY What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blind boy ! 0 say what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy; 1 feel him warm, but how can he...

...not live sweetly, as in the green trees ? J. Keats LXIX THE BLIND BOY 0 say what is that thing called Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ; What are the blessings...wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er...

...from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. A. Pope o CXIX THE BLIND BOY SAY what is that thing call'd Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ; What are...wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er...

...unlamented let me die ; Steal from the world, and not a stone Tell where I lie. A. Pope CXIX THE BLIND BOY \ What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor...wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er...

...them, She kiss'd and wiped their dove-like eyes, And gave the bag between them. THE BLIND BOY. Winch I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight, O tell your poor blmd boy! O SAT ! what is that thing call'd light, You say the sun shines bright; I feel him warm,...

...be our own, Our lives, that angel-vision. BISHOP DOANE. THE BLIND BOY. SAY what is that thing called Light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ; What are the blessings...wondrous things you see, You say the sun shines bright ; I feel him warm, but how can he Or make it day or night ? My day or night myself I make Whene'er...

...kind to each other, Then children most certainly ought. THE BLIND BOY. 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. You talk of wondrous things you see ; You say the sun shines bright...

...for every day Some good account at last. THE CONTENTED BLIND BOY. OH ! say, what is that thing called light, Which I must ne'er enjoy ? What are the blessings of the sight ? Oh ! tell a poor Blind Boy ! You talk of wondrous things you gee ; You say the sun shines bright...