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The Blind Girl of Castel-Cuille.
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  The other, blind, within her little room,
  Has neither crown nor flower's perfume;
But in their stead for something gropes apart,
  That in a drawer's recess doth lie,
And, 'neath her bodice of bright scarlet dye,
  Convulsive clasps it to her heart.

  The one, fantastic, light as air,
    'Mid kisses ringing,
    And joyous singing,
  Forgets to say her morning prayer!

The other, with cold drops upon her brow,
Joins her two hands, and kneels upon the floor,
And whispers, as her brother opes the door,
  “ O God! forgive me now!

  And then the orphan, young and blind,
  Conducted by her brother's hand,