You Know That Portrait In The Moon

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You know that Portrait in the Moon-
So tell me who 'tis like-
The very Brow-the stooping eyes-
A fog for-Say-Whose Sake?

The very Pattern of the Cheek-
It varies-in the Chin-
But-Ishmael-since we met-'tis long-
And fashions-intervene-

When Moon's at full-'Tis Thou-I say-
My lips just hold the name-
When crescent-Thou art worn-I note-
But-there-the Golden Same-

And when-Some Night-Bold-slashing Clouds
Cut Thee away from Me-
That's easier-than the other film
That glazes Holiday-

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