If thou hadst been born blind,
Thou might’st as well know all our names, as thus
To know the several colours we do wear.’
The following is Hanmer’s reading of the first six lines:
‘Then, Saunder, sit thou there, the lying’st knave
In christendom. If thou hadst been born blind,
Thou might’st as well know all our names, as thus
To know the several colours we do wear.
Sight may distinguish colours: true, but suddenly
To nominate them all, it is impossible.’