To My Own Minature Picture Taken At Two Years Of Age

And I was once like this! that glowing cheekWas mine, those pleasure-sparkling eyes, that browSmooth as the level lake, when not a breezeDies o'er the sleeping surface! twenty yearsHave wrought strange alteration! Of the friendsWho once so dearly prized this miniature,And loved it for its likeness, some are goneTo their last home; and some, estranged in heart,Beholding me with quick-averted

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