In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

In argument similes are like songs in love; they describe much, but prove nothing.

'Tis easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows along like a song;
But the man worth read more

'Tis easy enough to be pleasant,
When life flows along like a song;
But the man worth while is the one who will smile
When everything does dead wrong;
For the test of the heart is trouble,
And it always comes with the years,
But the smile that is worth the praise of earth
Is the smile that comes through tears.
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But the virtue that conquers passion,
And the sorrow that hides in a smile--
It is these that are worth the homage of earth,
For we find them but once in a while.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Smiles form the channels of a future tear.

Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?
Three angels gave me at once a kiss.

Whence that three-cornered smile of bliss?
Three angels gave me at once a kiss.

With the smile that was childlike and bland.

With the smile that was childlike and bland.

I feel in every smile a chain.

I feel in every smile a chain.

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.

We shall never know all the good that a simple smile can do.

From thy own smile I snatched the snake.

From thy own smile I snatched the snake.