On One Born Blind, and So Dead
Who (but some one like thee) could ever say,
He master'd Death from robbing him a day?
Or was Death ever yet so kind to any?
One night she took from thee, from others many,
And yet, to recompense it, in thy tomb
Gives thee a longer till the day of doom.
He master'd Death from robbing him a day?
Or was Death ever yet so kind to any?
One night she took from thee, from others many,
And yet, to recompense it, in thy tomb
Gives thee a longer till the day of doom.
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