504 <br /> <br />You know that Portrait in the Moon— <br />So tell me who 'tis like— <br />The very Brow—the stooping eyes— <br />A fog for—Say—Whose Sake? <br /> <br />The very Pattern of the Cheek— <br />It varies—in the Chin— <br />But—Ishmael—since we met—'tis long— <br />And fashions—intervene— <br /> <br />When Moon's at full—'Tis Thou—I say— <br />My lips just hold the name— <br />When crescent—Thou art worn—I note— <br />But—there—the Golden Same— <br /> <br />And when—Some Night—Bold—slashing Clouds <br />Cut Thee away from Me— <br />That's easier—than the other film <br />That glazes Holiday—<br /><br />Emily Dickinson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-know-that-portrait-in-the-moon/
