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THE DARK MAN.
Sure all the bells in Heaven
Pealed out a merry din,
When to the Wondrous Vision
The Dark Man entered in:
The King of the Blind Country
And his dark folk have seen.
Pealed out a merry din,
When to the Wondrous Vision
The Dark Man entered in:
The King of the Blind Country
And his dark folk have seen.
Sang all the bells of Heaven
Like flocks of birds in flight:
The King of the Blind Country
Hath come to the New Sight;
The spittle on his eye-balls
Hath washed the darkness white.
Like flocks of birds in flight:
The King of the Blind Country
Hath come to the New Sight;
The spittle on his eye-balls
Hath washed the darkness white.
Clashed all the bells of Heaven,
And shook the towers with glee;
The Giver of Light hath beckoned:
Come and sit down by Me!
Thou Dark Man in Mine Image,
Who bad'st the blind to see.
And shook the towers with glee;
The Giver of Light hath beckoned:
Come and sit down by Me!
Thou Dark Man in Mine Image,
Who bad'st the blind to see.
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