Photograph

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h2> A Photograph </h2> <p> When in this room I turn in pondering pace<br/> And find thine eyes upon me where I stand,<br/> Led on, as by Enemo's silken strand,<br/> I come and gaze and gaze upon thy face.<br/> <br/> Framed round by silence, poised on pearl-white grace<br/> Of curving throat, too sweet for beaded band,<br/> It seems as if some wizard's magic wand<br/> Had wrought thee for the love of all the race.<br/> <br/> Dear face, that will not turn about to see<br/> The tulips, glorying in the casement sun,<br/> Or, other days, the drizzled raindrops run<br/> <br/> Down the damp walls, but follow only me,<br/> Would that Pygmalion's goddess might be won<br/> To change this lifeless image into thee!<br/></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />