The Cover Picture

The Cover Picture

What, one wonders, is she thinking of?

Is she repeating:
"The roof of my house is iron, the corner of my house is stone —
so pour down, O sleet, and stream down, O rain!"

Or is she completing it:
As long as there is on earth a child shivering with cold,
warmth will never reach my heart!

Or is she perhaps at play, thinking neither of this nor of that?!