He gave her speech, but what was speech without sight?
I asked God to take my place from me and give her sight.

He gave her sight, and I was cast out of the town like a beggar.

What matter?
She had all, and I was forgiven.

But when I was happy, when I was content, when she filled my heart with sunshine, God snatched me away from her.
And where is she now?
Yonder, alone, friendless, a child new-born into the world at the mercy of liars and libertines.

And where am I?
Here, like a beast in a trap, uttering abortive groans, toothless, stupid, powerless, mad.