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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