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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Susan on 07/30/2003 (3137 reads)
Because my eyes were none to bright...

Because my eyes were none to bright
       Strong spectacles I bought,
And lo! there sprang into my sight
       A life beyond my thought:
A world of wonder and delight
       My magic lenses brought.

Aye, sudden leaping in my sight
       The far became the near;
Life unbelievably was bright,
       And vividly was clear.
My heart was lifted with delight,
       Then--then I shrank in fear.

For faces I had thought were gay
       I saw were lined with care,
While strange corruption and decay
       Surprised me everywhere:
Dismayed I put my specs away,--
       Such truth I could not bear.

And now I do not want to see
       With clarity of view;
For while there's heaven hell may be
       More tragically true:
Though dim may be Reality,
       Sheer love shines through.


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