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Tho' he be blind, yet I should be so thankful!I can remember there was a blind manLived in our village, one from his youth upQuite dark, and yet he was a merry man,And he had none to tend on him so wellAs I would tend my boy!TRAVELLER.Of this be sureHis hurts are look'd to well, and the best helpThe place affords, as rightly is his due,Ever at hand. How happened it he left you?Was a seafaring life his early choice?WOMAN.No Sir! poor fellow—he was wise enoughTo be content at home, and 'twas a homeAs comfortable Sir I even tho' I say it,As any in the country. He was leftA little boy when his poor father died,Just old enough to totter by himselfAnd call his mother's name. We two were all,
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