Like a blind child is the loving heart
Like a blind child is the loving heart
In its tenderness & trust,
Like a poor blind beggar maid
That curtseys for a crust.
The simplest thing that has an eye
May lead it to its wrong
But o! it is the richest [?]
That doth to earth belong.
In its tenderness & trust,
Like a poor blind beggar maid
That curtseys for a crust.
The simplest thing that has an eye
May lead it to its wrong
But o! it is the richest [?]
That doth to earth belong.
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