PANSY-FACES 



Pansy-faces, Pansy-faces, 

 How your dear, caressing graces 

 Fill my heart with utter gladness ! 

 Purple, yellow as the sunlight, 

 Pale as lavender or moonlight, 

 Each of you I love with madness ! 

 Yet whene'er I see you 



See I must, 

 Faces, other Pansy-faces 

 Long time gone to dust. 



Pansy-faces, Pansy-faces, 

 On your velvet cheeks no traces 

 Show the signs of sad repining. 

 All is joy in fullest measure, 

 All is pure, ecstatic pleasure. 

 As ye smile up in your shining ; 

 So where'er I see you. 



See I then. 

 Faces, other Pansy-faces 

 Smile at me again. 



Pansy-faces, Pansy-faces, 

 My fond, lingering love embraces 

 Your sweet, human, childlike natures ! 

 For in mimic, dainty fashion, 

 In your purity and passion, 

 I behold fair childish features ; 

 So where'er I see you, 



Live anew, 

 Faces, other Pansy-faces 

 Beautiful, like you ! 



Pansy-faces, Pansy-faces, 

 From your green and lowly places. 

 Listening, I can hear you singing, 

 While around the spring rejoices, 

 And your gentle, murmurous voices 

 Sound like distant dawn-bells ringing : 

 So whene'er I hear you. 

 Then I know, 

 I shall see again my Pansy-faces 

 Of the long ago ! 



— Mrs. Merrill E. Gates. 



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