Charm For Sore Eyes

For a man that is almost blind:
Let him go bare-headed all day against the wind
Till the sun is set;
Then wrap him in a cloak
And put him a house full of smoke;
Take care that every hole is well shut.
And when his tears begin to drop,
Fill them full of brimstone and soap,
And keep him well and warm.
If he sees not by the next moon
As well at midnight as at noon
I shall give my right arm.

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