By wonders wrought, unknown to mortal power,
Had forced even haughty sceptics to adore.
Would not this wondrous stranger lend his aid
To the poor, lowly blind man in his need?
Mark but his attitude of listening hope!
His anxious face turned toward that distant group,
Whose noisy murmurs strike upon his ear
Like sounds of soothing joy and welcome cheer;
Nearer and nearer yet the tumult pours,
And like the dashing wave of ocean roars;