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DISGUISE.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

DISGUISE.

COMMON STRAMONIUM.

Though dark the heart that throbs beneath
The cestus in despair;—
What matters it?—the jewel-wreath
Can hide the ruin there!
And oh! though still my diamonds blaze
Above a spirit lonely,
The world—the heartless world—will gaze,
And see my jewels only!
Yes! I would have them deem me blest;
And wealth, at least, may be
A glittering veil for broken rest
And endless misery!