THE BLIND LAMB.
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"And we found him lost and lonely,
And we brought him home to you,
And we're going to feed him and care for him!"
Cried the eager little crew.
And we brought him home to you,
And we're going to feed him and care for him!"
Cried the eager little crew.
"Look, how he falls over everything!"
And they set him on his feet,
And aimlessly he wandered,
With a low and mournful bleat.
And they set him on his feet,
And aimlessly he wandered,
With a low and mournful bleat.
Some sign of pity he seemed to ask,
And he strove to draw more near,
When he felt the touch of a human hand,
Or a kind voice reach his ear.
And he strove to draw more near,
When he felt the touch of a human hand,
Or a kind voice reach his ear.
They tethered him in a grassy space
Hard by the garden gate,
And with sweet fresh milk they fed him,
And cared for him early and late.
Hard by the garden gate,
And with sweet fresh milk they fed him,
And cared for him early and late.
But as the golden days went on,
Forgetful the children grew,
They wearied of tending the poor blind lamb,
No longer a plaything new.
Forgetful the children grew,
They wearied of tending the poor blind lamb,
No longer a plaything new.
