O, loss of sight, of thee I most complain! Blind among enemies, O worse than chains, Dungeons, or beggary, or decrepit age! Light, the prime work of God, to me 's extinct, And all her various objects of delight Annul'd, which might in part my grief have e
MILTON: _Samson Agonistes,_ Line 67.
enemies age work light complain loss grief delight blind sight part god worse
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