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BLIND SIGHT.

If I were blind, and could no longer see The lovely vision of a budding tree, Or mark the flight of swallows on the’ wing Or watch the ball speed from the bat's clean swing ; If never more these eyes of mine could greet The firstling snowdrop in a. city street Or look again upon a starlit night Or angry waves that break in crests of white ; And if no more my heart could leap to see a r .a, ln b° w ' ar ch of springtime’s pageantry; And if the shining water never more Could part in ripples from my thrusting oar— I Should have memories of all these things That would give blindness sight and darkness wings.

, L. E. Craven, in the Windsor Magazine.

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Otago Witness, Issue 3996, 14 October 1930, Page 68

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BLIND SIGHT. Otago Witness, Issue 3996, 14 October 1930, Page 68

BLIND SIGHT. Otago Witness, Issue 3996, 14 October 1930, Page 68