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HOW LATE by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES

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First Line: NOW THOU HAST MADE ME BLIND
Last Line: HOW LATE THOU ART FORSAKING ME!
NOW thou hast made me blind,
And I can only see,
In all the world, what comes from thee;

Now thou hast made me deaf,
And I can only hear
Thy voice, or body's motion near;

Now thou hast made me dumb,
And my two lips are mute,
Till yours have bid them follow suit;

Now blind and deaf and dumb
To all the world but thee --
How late thou art forsaking me!



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