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...THE BOOK OF STONES AND LILIES by AMY LOWELL GOOD COMPANY by KARLE WILSON BAKER FRA LIPPO LIPPI by ROBERT BROWNING THE BLINDED BIRD by THOMAS HARDY THE ELF CHILD by GEORGE LAWRENCE ANDREWS |