One face looks out from all his canvasses,
One selfsame figure sits or walks or leans;
We found her hidden just behind those screens,
That mirror gave back all her loveliness.
A queenin opal or in ruby dress,
A nameless girl in freshest summer greens,
A saint, an angel;-every canvass means
The same one meaning, neither more nor less.
He feeds upon her face by day and night,
And she with true kind eyes looks back on him
Fair as the moon and joyfull as the light;
Not wan with waiting, not with sorrow dim;
Not as she is, but was when hope shone bright;
Not as she is, but as she fills his dream.
In An Artist's Studio
Christina Rossetti
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Poem topics: angel, dream, girl, hope, light, mirror, moon, night, sorrow, summer, hidden, bright, true, dress, Valentine's Day, saint, face, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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