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POEMS HITHERTO UNPUBLISHED.
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SMILE AND FROWN.


There is a smile of Love,
And there is a smile of Deceit,
And there is a snile of smiles
In which the two miles meet.

And there is a frown of Hate,
And there is a frown of Disdain,
And there is a frown of frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain,

For it sticks in the heart's deep core
And it sicks in the deep backbone.
And no smile ever was smiled
But only one smile alone
 
(And betwixt the cradle and grave
It only once smiled can be),
That when it once is smiled
There's an end to all misery.