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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO A PORTRAIT, by LALIA MITCHELL THORNTON
First Line: Look down upon me from your oaken frame
Last Line: I've kindled flax, and cannot stop the fire.
Subject(s): Eyes; Portraits; Secrets
First Line: Look down upon me from your oaken frame
Last Line: I've kindled flax, and cannot stop the fire.
Subject(s): Eyes; Portraits; Secrets
Look down upon me from your oaken frame;
Your eyes, somehow, hold yet the tender gaze
That gave the pranks of my wild boyhood days
Forgiveness, ere I stood in bashful shame
To tell the things that well I knew would grieve,
To whisper penitence, not over deep
And secrets that I trusted you to keep.
What subtle plans you used to help me weave
For making restitution, grandsire wise,
What loving council, even now I seem
To hear your voice, in a strange manhood's dream
Condoning faults I cannot half disguise,
Help me, as when I feared paternal ire,
I've kindled flax, and cannot stop the fire.
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