Joconde, La

by Robert Loveman
Monna Lisa, Monna Lisa,
Did Da Vinci know
All that smile's inscrutable
Love, and bliss, and woe?

Monna Lisa, Monna Lisa,
Did those pleading hands
Lead him up, and on, and out
O'er Love's lotus lands?

Monna Lisa, Monna Lisa,
Bless our wild, fond fears;
Love doth dwell deep down thine eyes —
Deeper far than tears.
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