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TWO SKETCHES. (2) - ZaunköniG - 26.12.2007 TWO SKETCHES. I. THE shadow of her face upon the wall May take your memory to the perfect Greek; But when you front her, you would call the check Too full, sir, for your models, if withal That bloom it wears could leave you critical, And that smile reaching toward the rosy streak:-- For one who smiles so, has no need to speak, To lead your thoughts along, as steed to stall! A smile that turns the sunny side o' the heart On all the world, as if herself did win By what she lavished on an open mart:-- Let no man call the liberal sweetness, sin,-- While friends may whisper, as they stand apart, "Methinks there's still some warmer place within." II. HER azure eyes, dark lashes hold in fee: Her fair superfluous ringlets, without check, Drop after one another down her neck; As many to each cheek as you might see Green leaves to a wild rose. This sign, outwardly, And a like woman-covering seems to deck Her inner nature. For she will not fleck World's sunshine with a finger. Sympathy Must call her in Love's name! and then, I know, She rises up, and brightens, as she should, And lights her smile for comfort, and is slow In nothing of high-hearted fortitude. To smell this flower, come near it: such can grow In that sole garden where Christ's brow dropped blood. |