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THE SMILE.
'Tis not the marvel of an eye,
The wonder of a brow,
Within whose snares enmeshed I lie,
For ever captive, now;
Oh, no—no—no—
My heart has learned to know,
'Tis ease, the witchery to defy
That snared me long ago.
The wonder of a brow,
Within whose snares enmeshed I lie,
For ever captive, now;
Oh, no—no—no—
My heart has learned to know,
'Tis ease, the witchery to defy
That snared me long ago.
I am not captive to a cheek
Or prisoner to a curl;
My snarers now in vain you seek
In lip, or tooth of pearl;
Oh, no—no—no—
My heart has learned to know
Of stronger bonds than those, so weak,
That held me long ago.
Or prisoner to a curl;
My snarers now in vain you seek
In lip, or tooth of pearl;
Oh, no—no—no—
My heart has learned to know
Of stronger bonds than those, so weak,
That held me long ago.
Say I, her voice would music teach
New spells—that tones as rare
As with all sweetness dower her speech,
Ne'er tranc'd the charmed air?
Oh, no—no—no—
My tongue has learned to know
The praise of charms beyond the reach
Of even her voice to show.
New spells—that tones as rare
As with all sweetness dower her speech,
Ne'er tranc'd the charmed air?
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My tongue has learned to know
The praise of charms beyond the reach
Of even her voice to show.
No need of witcheries such as these
My fancy to enthrall,
When in her smile my snared heart sees
A lure beyond them all;
Oh, no—no—no—
To that I've learned to know,
But weakness was the strength of these
That snared me long ago.
My fancy to enthrall,
When in her smile my snared heart sees
A lure beyond them all;
Oh, no—no—no—
To that I've learned to know,
But weakness was the strength of these
That snared me long ago.
Will beauty, prithee, weigh with love?
Nay, all its charms give place
To beauty of the heart, above
All charm of outward grace;
Oh, no—no—no—
What lure can beauty show
As snaring as the tangling love
That laughs her smile below!
Nay, all its charms give place
To beauty of the heart, above
All charm of outward grace;
Oh, no—no—no—
What lure can beauty show
As snaring as the tangling love
That laughs her smile below!
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