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THE BLIND LAMB.
And so each day I changed his place
Within the garden fence,
And fed him morn and noon and eve,
And was his Providence.
Within the garden fence,
And fed him morn and noon and eve,
And was his Providence.
And he knew the rustle of my gown,
And every lightest tone,
And when he heard me pass, straightway
He followed o'er stock and stone.
And every lightest tone,
And when he heard me pass, straightway
He followed o'er stock and stone.
One dark and balmy evening,
When the south wind breathed of rain,
I went to lead my pet within,
And found but a broken chain.
When the south wind breathed of rain,
I went to lead my pet within,
And found but a broken chain.
And a terror fell upon me,
For round on every side
The circling sea was sending in
The strength of the full flood-tide.
For round on every side
The circling sea was sending in
The strength of the full flood-tide.
I called aloud and listened,
I knew not where to seek;
Out of the dark the warm wet 'wind
Blew soft against my cheek,
I knew not where to seek;
Out of the dark the warm wet 'wind
Blew soft against my cheek,
