Colley Cibber

(6 November 1671 – 11 December 1757 / London)

The Blind Boy - Poem by Colley Cibber

O SAY what is that thing call’d Light,
Which I must ne’er enjoy;
What are the blessings of the sight,
O tell your poor blind boy!

You talk of wondrous things you see,
You say the sun shines bright;
I feel him warm, but how can he
Or make it day or night?

My day or night myself I make
Whene’er I sleep or play;
And could I ever keep awake
With me ’twere always day.

With heavy sighs I often hear
You mourn my hapless woe;
But sure with patience I can bear
A loss I ne’er can know.

Then let not what I cannot have
My cheer of mind destroy:
Whilst thus I sing, I am a king,
Although a poor blind boy.

Comments about The Blind Boy by Colley Cibber

  • (3/20/2018 9:28:00 PM)

    The Poem The Blind Boy by Colley Cibber facinated me so much since I was young. Now though I'm 79 years old I still remember it (Report) Reply

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  • (2/27/2018 2:58:00 PM)

    This is soooo sweet omgggg (Report) Reply

  • (2/11/2018 4:08:00 AM)

    Unhappyness (Report) Reply

  • (1/22/2018 8:16:00 PM)

    Ohh blindness (Report) Reply

  • (12/1/2017 3:52:00 PM)

    the poem make me to feel sad for the blind people (Report) Reply

  • (11/21/2016 9:26:00 AM)

    This is a very touching poem, and also a reality of life i'm absolutely going to recite it for my poetry competition which is coming up very soon (Report) Reply

  • Susan Williams (2/11/2016 3:14:00 PM)

    We should take time to walk in the shoes of the handicapped- -not to pity them but just to try to understand the life they have and the life they enjoy and do our best to enable that kind of life (Report) Reply

  • Kim Barney (2/11/2016 9:33:00 AM)

    For a poem from so long ago, the language seems remarkably modern. I think someone has revised it somewhat, but it contains a very good message. We should be thankful for the things we do have and not wish for those we don't. (Report) Reply

  • (2/11/2016 9:17:00 AM)

    A great poem, inspirational and with positive attitude which is evident by the fact that the blind boy has accepted his disability and enjoys life in ways he can and feels himself to be a King while singing songs. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Margaret O Driscoll (2/11/2016 9:10:00 AM)

    ' I am a king', acceptance and joy in spite of his disability, very positive piece (Report) Reply

  • Aditi Dutta (2/11/2016 6:43:00 AM)

    Nice theme, nice rhyme, nice read... (Report) Reply

  • Mannika S Raghav (2/11/2016 3:23:00 AM)

    truly beautiful, motivational, inspiring yet practical (Report) Reply

  • Edward Kofi Louis (2/11/2016 2:59:00 AM)

    We all need light! But many are born without sight. Great work! ! (Report) Reply

  • Ahmed Gumaa Siddiek (2/11/2016 2:44:00 AM)

    Wow. this i a very touching poem of a unique human experience. nice poem (Report) Reply

    (11/21/2016 9:23:00 AM)

    It's very touching sir

  • Bharati Nayak (2/11/2016 2:24:00 AM)

    The light, that is the symbol of joy, happiness, music and hope is seen and felt through innersight.It is summed up in the last stanza- -
    'Then let not what I can not have
    My cheer of mind destroy
    Wilst thus I sing, I am a king
    Although a poor blind boy'
    (Report) Reply

  • Rajnish Manga (2/11/2016 1:59:00 AM)

    In this amazing poem the poet has tried to look at things through the eyes of a blind boy. Great articulation: You say the sun shines bright / Or make it day or night / My day or night myself I make (Report) Reply

  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/11/2016 12:24:00 AM)

    A nice poem with good story, I liked it. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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