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IN PALESTINE

A BLIND POET

Call him not blind
Whose keen, anointed sight,
Pierced every secret of the heart, the mind,
The day, the night.


ON A WOMAN SEEN UPON THE STAGE

("TESS," AS PLAYED BY MRS. FISKE)

Alas, poor, fated, passionate, shivering thing!
So through brief life some dagger-haunted king
Wears a bright sorrow. Thus her life rehearse:
She was a woman; this her crown, her curse.


OF ONE WHO NEITHER SEES NOR HEARS

(HELEN KELLER)

She lives in light, not shadow;
Not silence, but the sound
Which thrills the stars of heaven
And trembles from the ground.


She breathes a finer ether,
Beholds a keener sun;
In her supernal being
Music and light are one.


Unknown the subtile senses
That lead her through the day;
Love, light, and song and color
Come by another way.