And have you learned that faith is only born
Out of thick darkness,—hope out of despair,—
Love out of hate,—and that the world proves fair
Only through this—the blindness of men’s eyes,
Whereto all Beauty goes for sacrifice?
Ah! though I speak with tongues, he understands
Nothing at all! Go, go and wash your hands
In life, and live anew!...
The world awaits you! Good-bye, Tikipu!
[Tikipu has turned slowly away, gazing at his hands in a daze of grief and humility. Wiowani vanishes into the picture.