When you call me that, smile!
And the hall is lone, and the hall is drear,For the smiling of woman shineth not here.
Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?Three angels gave me at once a kiss.
A smile that glow'dCelestial rosy red, love's proper hue.
For smiles from reason flowTo brute deny'd, and are of love the food.
In came Mrs. Fezziwig, one vast substantial smile.
A sweet smile and a soft word have usually their desired effect.
Comrades, this man has a nice smile, but he's got iron teeth.
There is a snake in thy smile, my dear,And bitter poison within thy tear.
But owned that smile, if oft observed and near,Waned in its mirth, and wither'd to a sneer.
Eternal smiles his emptiness betray,As shallow streams run dimpling all the way.
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