FROM THE GREEK ANTHOLOGIA.
Reading edition
PARAPHRASE.
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BY RICHARD PENN SMITH.
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A stalwart blind man trudging through the mud,
O’ertook a cripple; side by side they stood.
“Cripple, you’re stall’d,” cried Blinky, “in this clay.”
Cripple replied, “Can Blinky see his way?”
“Not a d—d inch,” the poor blind man replies,
“But mount my shoulders, boy, lend me your eyes;
Keep them wide open, let their light be mine,
Cling to my shoulders, and my legs are thine.
And with clear eyes, strong shanks and shoulders good
We need no more to travel through this mud.”