The Oval Portrait

03:36
Valentine Wolfe
2013
Valentine Wolfe

Lyrics

The Oval Portrait 

She was humble and obedient 
Sat meekly for weeks 
While the painter took glory in his work 
Went on from day to day 

She was a maiden of rarest beauty 
All light and smiles and frolicsome 
Loving and cherishing all things 
Hating the art as her rival 

He would not see the light which fell 
So ghastly in that turret 
Withered the health and spirit of his bride 
Who pined to all but him 

Vivid light presents a portrait 
Flashing candles on the canvas 
Dreamy stupor stealing over 
Senses that recede from me 

She was a maiden of rarest beauty 
All light and smiles and frolicsome 
Loving and cherishing all things 
Hating the art as her rival 

As the labor drew near its conclusion 
The painter wild with ardor 
He would not see the tints he used 
Were drawn from her cheeks 

And when but one stroke remained 
And then the tint was placed 
He stood entranced beside his work 
His wife sat pallid and dead

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