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THE PORTRAIT.

A pretty picture hangs before my view;
The face, in little, of a Southern dame,
To me unknown (though not unknown to fame)
Save by the lines the cunning limner drew.
So grandly Grecian is the lady's head,
I took her for Minerva in disguise;
But when I marked the winning lips and eyes,
I thought of Aphrodite, in her stead;
And then I kissed her calm, unanswering mouth
(The picture 's mine) as any lover might,
In the deep fervor of a nuptial night,
And envied him who, in the “Sunny South,”
Calls her his own whose shadow can impart
Such very sunshine to a Northern heart!