Friday, January 30, 2009

the gift of sight

the gift of sight

It lies not in our power to love or hate,
For will in us is over-rul'd by fate.
When two are stript long ere the course begin,
We wish that one should lose, the other win;
And one especially do we affect
Of two gold ingots, like in each respect:
The reason no man knows; let it suffice,
What we behold is censur'd by our eyes.
Where both deliberate, the love is slight:
Who ever lov'd, that lov'd not at first sight.

-=Christopher Marlowe=-

Meet John, he was born premature, he's 9 months old, and what a difference his glasses make.

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