The smile of her I love is like the dawn
Whose touch makes Menmon sing:
O see read more

The smile of her I love is like the dawn
Whose touch makes Menmon sing:
O see where wide the golden sunlight flows--
The barren desert blossoms as the rose!

A smile that glow'd
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

A smile that glow'd
Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

For smiles from reason flow
To brute deny'd, and are of love the food.

With the smile that was childlike and bland.

With the smile that was childlike and bland.

The thing that goest farthest towards making life worth while,
That costs the least, and does the most, is read more

The thing that goest farthest towards making life worth while,
That costs the least, and does the most, is just a pleasant
smile.
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It's full of worth and goodness too, with manly kindness blent,
It's worth a million dollars and it doesn't cost a cent.

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.

I feel in every smile a chain.

I feel in every smile a chain.

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.

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

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