 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
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SOMEBODY'S CHILD.
Just a picture of Somebody's child,—
Sweet face set in its golden hair,
Violet eyes, and cheeks of rose,
Rounded chin, with a dimple there,
Sweet face set in its golden hair,
Violet eyes, and cheeks of rose,
Rounded chin, with a dimple there,
Tender eyes where the shadows sleep,
Lit from within by a secret ray,—
Tender eyes that will shine like stars
When love and womanhood come this way:
Lit from within by a secret ray,—
Tender eyes that will shine like stars
When love and womanhood come this way:
Scarlet lips with a story to tell,—
Blessed be he who shall find it out,
Who shall learn the eyes' deep secret well,
And read the heart with never a doubt.
Blessed be he who shall find it out,
Who shall learn the eyes' deep secret well,
And read the heart with never a doubt.
Then you will tremble, scarlet lips,
Then you will crimson, loveliest cheeks:
Eyes will brighten and blushes will burn
When the one true lover bends and speaks.
Then you will crimson, loveliest cheeks:
Eyes will brighten and blushes will burn
When the one true lover bends and speaks.
But she 's only a child now, as you see,
Only a child in her careless grace:
When Love and Womanhood come this way
Will any thing sadden the flower-like face?
Only a child in her careless grace:
When Love and Womanhood come this way
Will any thing sadden the flower-like face?
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