Sacrifice

Robert William Service

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?

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