In a stage-coach, where late I chanced to be,
A little quiet girl my notice caught;
I saw she looked at nothing by the way,
Her mind seemed busy on some childish thought.
I with an old man's courtesy addressed
The child, and called her pretty dark-eyed maid,
And bid her turn those pretty eyes and see
The wide extended prospect. 'Sir,' she said,
'I cannot see the prospect, I am blind.'
Never did tongue of child utter a sound
So mournful, as her words fell on my ear.
Her mother then related how she found
Her child was sightless. On a fine bright day
She saw her lay her needlework aside,
And, as on such occasions mothers will,
For leaving off her work began to chide.
'I'll do it when 'tis daylight, if you please,
I cannot work, mamma, now it is night.'
The sun shone bright upon her when she spoke,
And yet her eyes received no ray of light.
Dark world the is blind is aptly captured in the piece. Beautiful poem written with insight.
Very heart touching indeed. The episode of a blind child expressed with compassion. Thanks. 'I'll do it when 'tis daylight, if you please, And yet her eyes received no ray of light.
FOURTH: Its implications for the reader must surely be just as substantial.
THREE: of the narrator's conversation during a particular part of his journey. The language is uncluttered and straightforward. The effortless and unsentimental diction adds to the dramatic impact this unlikely discovery must have had on the narrator.
TWO: The poem has a poignant tone which is either offset or enhanced by the sheer simplicity of its structure, depending on one's point of view. The poem consists of five quatrains, each dealing with a specific aspect
Heart-touching poem in a sober way created. First Congratulations to his family being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day. TOP Marks
when the eyes have no light when ears have no sound then takes flight the human mind let's go out to find the creatorr you say created us him deaf and me blind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
What a touching poem! ! For her the sun would never shine bright. Sad and beautiful poem.10+++