 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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TO A LADY IN A PICTURE.
Sitting in that picture,
Smiling night and day,
Do you never weary,
Long to weep or pray?
Smiling night and day,
Do you never weary,
Long to weep or pray?
Though your dress is velvet,
And your hair is gold,
I see something in your eyes
That you have not told.
And your hair is gold,
I see something in your eyes
That you have not told.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |