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Poem by John Heywood Two Blind Men One blind man to supper another bad; Which twain, sitting at such meat as they had, “Methinketh,” (quoth the blind host), “this candle burneth dim.” “So thinketh me, sir,” said the blind guest to him. “Wife,” (said the good man), “with sorrow mend this light.” She put out the candle, which burned very bright; And chopped down empty candlesticks two or three. “So lo! now eat and welcome, neighbour,” (quoth he). John Heywood John Heywood's other poems:
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