The smile

There is a smile of love, 

And there is a smile of deceit, 

And there is a smile of smiles 

In which these two smiles 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 hearts deep core 

And it sticks in the deep backbone -

And no smile that ever was smile

But only one smile alone, 

That betwixt the cradle and grave 

It only once smiles can be;

And, when it once is smiled

There's an end to all misery.