The Scar Indelible

By Laurence Alma-Tadema

O your voice, your voice in the night!

How shall I wipe your voice from the night?

Only Hope could wipe it away —

And you have driven Hope away.

O your eyes, your eyes in my sight!

How shall I hide your eyes from my sight?

Only Joy could hide them away,

And you have driven Joy away.

O your name, your name in the light!

How shall I thrust your name from the light?

Only Love could thrust it away,

And you have driven Love away.