Classic Poem

Damon, with Love of both Eyes, is so blind,
That Lucy 's so with one, he cannot find;
His Blindness then, as much as hers, it is,
Neither discern in either, ought amiss;
For Fault with her Eyes, why shou'd Damon find?
Who sees with one Eye, he with both is blind,
Else he, to love her, ne'r had been inclin'd;
Others, by seeing one another, prove
Their Liking for each other, and their Love;
These, because they, each other cou'd not see,
To Liking, Loving, sooner did agree;
For 'tis thought, had they well each other seen,
They less known, had to one another been;
'Tis said of other Lovers, (as we find,)
That they, when out of sight, are out of mind;
But these, because out of each others Sight,
Take in each other, but the more Delight;
And will more constant to each other be,
But as they less can one another see;
Their Mutual Blindness, as most Lovers, so,
Their Aid does, to their Mutual Kindness grow,
As Lovers, best i'th' Dark, each other know;
Both wanting one good Eye, to see withal,
To mutual Groping, did the sooner Fall;
As want of one Sense, does another mend,
Their Blindness to their Feeling, was a Friend;
For, if each other they had better seen,
So well acquainted, they had never been;
Less Kindness to each other, had they shown,
Each other less, for more Acquaintance known;
As Absence does Lovers, to Love invite,
These, in each other's Presence, out of sight,
Did in each other, but the more delight;
So with each other's Eyes, both did appear,
To be more taken, but the worse they were;
Who will, each other's Friends, the longer be,
Because they ne'r did well, each other see.