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Ah, friend, you still are steadfast in your care for me, and still have patience to tend to the blind man! Ah, me!  Your presence is not hidden from me—no, blind though I am, nevertheless I know your voice full well. Chorus
Man of dread deeds, how could you quench your vision in this way? What divinity urged you on?
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