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The blind Boy that shoots so trim,

did to his closet window flee,

Then drew his dart, and shot at him,

ami made him soon his power see.

He had ne'er car'd for woman kind,

but did females ever hate ;

At length was smitten and wounded,

by a beggar at his gate.

But mark what happened on a day,

as he look d from a window high,

He spy'd a beggar all in grey,

with two more in company.

She his fancy soon enflamed,

and his heart was grieved fore:

Must I have her court her, crave her!

I that never lov'd before.

This noble Prince of high renown,

did to his chamber straight repair.

And on his couch he laid him down,

opprest with love-sick grief and care

Ne'er was a Monarch so surpriz’d,,

here I lie a captive slave,

But I'll to her, woo her,

she must heal the wound she gave.

Then to his palace gate he goes,

the beggars crav’d his charity.

There a purse of gold he throws,

with thankfulness away they-fly.

But the King called to him,

tho' she was both poor and mean: