BUT one the scar had ever seen. Some said 't was got in valiant fight With foe too strong; some hinted flight, And wondered where "the scratch" had been, And marveled he survived its might! Month upon month, and year on year Passed, and his dumb lips gave no sign. But men remarked, like some rare wine, The smile, that brought to joy new cheer, And gave to grief an anodyne. While he lay dead, there drew apart Two, whispering; then, their courage found, They tore aside the band that bound; A third, with woman's gentle art, Hid with her hair his open wound. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...JAWEH AND ALLAH BATTLE by ALLEN GINSBERG TO HIS WIFE ON THE 16TH ANNIVERSARY OF HER WEDDING DAY, WITH A RING by SAMUEL BISHOP THE ENGLISHMAN IN ITALY by ROBERT BROWNING TO SHAKESPEARE by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE BROTHER AND SISTER by MARY ANN EVANS TO HIS MISTRESS OBJECTING TO HIM NEITHER TOYING OR TALKING by ROBERT HERRICK SONNET WRITTEN IN THE FALL OF 1914: 4 by GEORGE EDWARD WOODBERRY SEVEN SAD SONNETS: 3. THE WANDERING ONE by MARY REYNOLDS ALDIS |