The poem
I gave an eye to save from night A babe born blind; And now with eager semi-sight Vast joy I find To think a child can share with me Earth ecstasy!
Delight of dawn with dewy gleam On damask rose; Crimson and gold as pennons stream Where sunset flows; And sight most nigh to paradise, Star-studded skies.
Ah! How in old of age I feel, E'er end my days, Could I star-splendoured sky reveal To childish gaze, Not one eye would I give, but two,-- Well, wouldn't you?