Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE BLIND BOY, by HANNAH FLAGG GOULD Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, say what is that thing called light Last Line: Although a poor blind boy! Subject(s): Blindness; Visually Handicapped | ||||||||
Oh, say what is that thing called light, Which I can ne'er enjoy? What is the blessing of the sight? O tell your poor blind boy! You talk of wond'rous things 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, Whene'er I wake or play; And could I ever keep awake, It would be always day. With heavy sighs I often hear You mourn my hopeless woe. But sure with patience I may bear A loss I ne'er can know. 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! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BLIND POET by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) HE HAD A GOOD YEAR by MARVIN BELL THE BLIND SHEEP by RANDALL JARRELL THE BLIND by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE BLIND DOG OF VENICE by RON PADGETT BATTLE AFTER WAR by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON BOARDING: 5. THE DADAR SCHOOL FOR THE BLIND by REETIKA VAZIRANI A NAME IN THE SAND by HANNAH FLAGG GOULD |
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