Who with himselfe did tyrant-like deuise,
That I for this offence should lose mine eies:
Which when he tooke, what did he leaue behind,
But woe in captiue bands to leade the blind?
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My bodie thus the darkesome caue was made,
In which my soule abode, as it had been
Confin’d to dwell in house of endlesse shade,
The windowes shut, no light could enter in,
The light put out no comfort could be seene: