Sight
Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
1878 to 1962
Track 1
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By the lamplit stall I loitered, feasting my eyes
______ colours ripe and rich for the heart's desire—
Tomatoes, ______ than Krakatoa's fire,
Oranges like old sunsets over Tyre,
______ apples golden-green as the glades of Paradise.
And as ______ lingered, lost in divine delight,
My heart thanked God ______ the goodly gift of sight
And all youth's lively ______ keen and quick...
When suddenly, behind me ______ the night,
I heard the tapping of a blind man's stick.
And
I
On
for
in
redder
senses