DEAF, DUMB AND BLIND GIRL.
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And well canst thou its mirrored speech
Interpret to the wondering eye.
What though her locked and guarded mind
Doth foil philosophy divine,
Till even reason fails to find
A clue to that untravelled shrine.
Yet may thine art with victor sway
Win laurels from this desert wild,
And to a future age pourtray
Mysterious Nature's hermit child.
